it was a grand Midsommersfest. Afternoon: Picking of wild flowers. Decorating the Maistang with birch branches, leaves and flowers. Ceremonial hoisting of the now-decorated Maistang. Hurrahurra. Cheers. Skol! Coffee and cake, with strawberries.
Evening: Large barbeque, with smoke-wind in all directions, coughs and beery throat-clearing. Decorated tables with cloths all weighted down in the corners. Traditional herring, many sorts, and new potatoes. Grilled meat to black perfection. Songs. Toasts. A few speeches. And then the competitions. Brainteasers, balls into a bucket, (all were convinced that the bucket was anti-magnetised for tennisballs, or jus too small). tying and untying people tied together. Chinese checkers. The odd string-and-board-with-holes-in teasers. Earnestness to feel. Competitive instincts on stalks. Winners and loosers. Hurras all round. Dances round the Maistang to (for me unintelligible) texts. Others of the type:- ” … and we all fall down”. (not so popular with the more mature!).
Back to tables. Chat and storytell until late. Retire. Thankyouverymuchathousandtimes.
Still raining this morning, but it is clearing up gradually, and hopefully a good drying-day later.
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What a grand time you had at the midsummer gathering and celebration. Those Swedes know who to celebrate the solstice
We went mushrooming with our mushroom crowd. too dry for many mushrooms, but lots of tramping thru the woods, and feasting at our pot luck. A fire afterwards. We needed some of those silly sounding and fun games you had. we are off tomorrow to Waterton national Park to hike and admire all the wild flowers
wishing you good winds
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So glad to hear the party was a success – despite the rain! Sounds like you had a really good time.
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