Hans Olind:
A small fern is still showing it's lovely green colour.
Hans Olind:
They have defied the winter for hundreds of years.
Hans Olind:
The yellow leaves have turned blue/brown/black.
Hans Olind:
More of a Christmas bush than a Christmas tree.
Hans Olind:
A small bird's residence in summer, in winter home for a squirrel.
Hans Olind:
The fir cones have just opened.
Hans Olind:
Oops!
Hans Olind:
A beautiful grey lichen covers a stone.
Hans Olind:
Suddenly a little rose-hip glows.
Hans Olind:
The pale green gives some life to the landscape.
Hans Olind:
Some strokes of pale orange add a little colour.
Hans Olind:
Since more than 350 years.....
Hans Olind:
Where have all the colours gone?
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
Just south of Stockholm.
Hans Olind:
The Swedish (European?) dream.
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Two brothers.