Category Archives: Travel

Show & Tell: Wild Dala Horses

If you’ve spent any time in a Swedish community, you may be familiar with the Dala Horse:

Dala horsesadorn homes, Christmas trees, mailboxes, tableclothes, wrapping paper, etc — all year long.

I spent last week in my college town. Lindsborg, KS has taken the Dala concept one step further — a herd of wild dala horses has taken up residence in various locations!

I photographed some (and also borrowed other photos from Mike-Sheryl.com) to show you my beloved Lindsborg’s whimsicality. The titles of these 11 wild dalas are as clever as the paint jobs.

See what my classmates are showing and telling over at Mel’s Show & Tell. And show something yourself — everyone is welcome.

Perfect Moment Monday: Retrospect

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

We gather once a week to engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join. Details on how to participate are at the bottom of this post, complete with bloggy bling.

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Here’s a perfect moment from my week. I hope you’ll share yours, too.

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I took a trip on the yellow brick road down memory lane this week.

I returned to my college town in Kansas for a class reunion. This sign above the bar gave me pause, because I realized that people not even born when we graduated can now legally drink alcohol.
Let me say a little about my college. It’s small — there were 104 in my graduating class, and just under 1000 students altogether. It’s tight — after so many years, we alums greeted each other with deep affection. It’s idyllic — I hold thousands of happy memories. SO many memories in only 4 years. And the college is inextricably entwined with the town.

The town has remained at a population of about 3500 over the decades. It’s a farming and artisan community — highly welcoming of the transient student population who are invited to retain a claim on the place.

Each odd-numbered year, the town hosts Svensk Hyllningsfest, a Swedish harvest festival that coincides with the college’s class reunions. The town has one flashing red light at the main intersection. No green or yellow is necessary — just red. And even that is shut off during Hyllningsfest, for the parade and for the Swedish Dancers.

The day before the actual festivities (which I enjoyed immensely — hello fellow Stuga-ites!), I spent time alone, wandering the town with my 80s playlist on, revisiting the scenes of past sins. Such as:

  • with my roommate one night, moving a bench from City Hall and putting it in the middle of Main Street.
  • with the same roommate, grabbing bread carts from behind the grocery store and racing each other in the parking lot.
  • making out in the bandshell on my 19th birthday with Jim (“making out” is not a euphemism, mom — I truly did not mess around with Jim).
  • my pattern of going after the same guy my friend Kathy liked. Three times, we figured.
  • stealing a couple of dollars from the till at my summer job, just because I could.
  • “going to Nebraska,” which was a euphemisms for, well, taking a trip of sorts.
  • breaking a few hearts.

And the scene of past hurts:

  • having my heart broken. More than once.
  • being on the outside of girl groups. Or at least thinking I was.
  • not being able to do the splits for my final drill-team routine. I was the only girl who wasn’t that limber. Fail.
  • two car accidents that claimed the lives of friends.

I got to revisit these scenes of teen/twentysomething angst with mature eyes. Even my imperfections were made perfect.

Fall sunflowers, to and fro.

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