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A small Christmas market in Vitaby.

A small Christmas market in Vitaby.
Written by Annika Olsson / 7 December, 2018


This weekend there have been small markets around the villages in Österlen. Markets that have all gone into Christmas signs.

Me and my Stefan took the opportunity to visit Vitaby's charming little Christmas shopping. The weather was mild, but so very gray and overcast that it never wanted to become real daylight.

Inside the old country store there were local salesmen in a row with all their wonderful items. Actually, I had wished that I could run some small things from them all.

Yes, who does not remember the old country shop by the way? A well-known meat shop where you could buy the best pork slices in the world. Or sheaves for those who do not want to know the truth…

Well, I and Stefan bought whose well-grilled sausage sometimes we curiously listened to all the information about pellet stoves. It was Nordin's Smide who told me everything you needed to know if you wanted to buy an extra heat source for her small home.

When the last little bit of grilled sausage was in my stomach it was time for us to take the trip to Kivik instead. There was a birthday party with coffee and cake from Mellbybagaren waiting for us.

Here you can read more about the small village VITABY.

Quote of the day:

Small things you have done are better than big things you plan to do.

Have a nice day and keep your eyes open, maybe there are some nice Christmas markets left to visit this weekend too.

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Gylleboannika Annika Olsson

Hi. Welcome to my blog.
My name is Annika Olsson. I love animals and nature. I live with my husband, our dogs and cats in a wonderful place - Gyllebo in Österlen. I try to enjoy life in all places and gather at those little moments. I love to photograph and tell about big and small in my life, my thoughts from day to day. A lot of nature pictures and photos from my everyday life. One and another wise quotation is often included in my posts. Welcome to me!

The stone kingdom at the little lighthouse.

19 October 2019


One morning when Stefan and I were at the sea and wandered, we took the opportunity to take the road away to the cute little lighthouse located in Stenshuvud National Park.

The road there is quite rocky and a little tricky, especially if you, like Stefan, have a steel operated foot. I usually point out that it is excellent training for the wrists. At least I think so ... and then it becomes so much more fun when he is with ...

He usually tells a dangerous bunch of funny stories from here and so he has bizarre names in the various places, names that are sometimes not at all appropriate to print like this in public.

We went further south from the lighthouse and then arrived at the place called the Giant's Gate.

Here stand two large stone pillars and look out over the Gulf of Hanö. It is said that this is where the giant Sten has his residence. If sailors would accidentally peek in here through the gate, they would later lose in the bay ... yes, that's perfectly true ...

In any case, I think this is where the Stenshuvudgubben is depicted.

In the 1800 century stone was cut here by the slope of the mountain. Down on the rocky beach you can see the remains of an old smithy.

Some hand-carved stones remain and are reminiscent of old times. Although Stefan found a special stone formed by nature itself. A stone that walked in the sign of love.

On the way back we chose another route to hike. A little easier to reach and so incredibly beautiful.

We walked in the meadow with those special trees. Those that are so beautiful and touching in some way.

Quote of the day:

Strong people do NOT push others down, they lift them up.

Have a nice Saturday and hug from me.


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Pumpkin times.

18 October 2019

Hello Hello

It's that time now. The time for pumpkins and halloween, bus and candy. The time when so much goes in the color orange ... or in the yellow of the fire it was called when I was little.

Where did the extraordinary word really go? Orange. A word that is so much simpler than the word orange…. how do you actually spell orange in curved form?

Well, at least I've been to Österlen and bought myself some pumpkins.

In Löderup there are large fields with pumpkin crops.

It looked so hilarious that we had to stop and perpetuate the peculiar sight of shining bright yellow bowling balls scattered across large fields. Then they drove to the small farm shop where they could buy pumpkins of all colors and varieties.

Many people may only think of halloween and carved brilliant pumpkin faces. But in fact you can do a lot of pumpkins. Last year I did pickled pumpkin which became goddess for all winter dinners.

Quote of the day:

It is when you realize that you do not understand anything that you have finally understood.

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You have no more fun than you do.

17 October 2019


I love that expression, because I think it fits so well. In fact, you have your own responsibility to make your days as good as possible.

It is far from all days that are sunny from morning to evening. That sunny you have to try to pick up every now and then. But if you just dress for the weather and leave, you have come a long way. Concerns, troubles and bad thoughts become so much easier when you get out into the forest. Think demons simply do not like fresh air.

I have invested in such a fitness watch that keeps track of every step I take, every minute I sleep and every little run I run. My dear Stefan has now also started counting his steps over the phone. You could say that it has become like a little exciting competition between us.

Several times he has massaged himself out of the TV couch since the step count competition started…

-you can ass fill me ...

And of course it is so much more fun when you are two.

Especially when you are with Stefan…

Although this ladder competition, I can already figure out which of us will win….

Quote of the day:

Love is not always about keeping each other's hands in agreement. Love is about the fact that despite many conflicts and misunderstandings, they still hold each other's hands.

So it's all about being able to laugh together.

Have a good time and hug from me.


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A small piece of folded soil.

16 October 2019


Do you also have places in your home area that you have never really explored. Places you have passed thousands of millions of times, but never ever stopped and and visited. So visited like that for real?

I have such places anyway. One of the places has been the cholera cemetery in Baskemölla.

It was that day when the rain was like rods on the hill for a whole day. As the sun peeked out in the evening, both Johnny and I had a lot of splashes in my legs. It had to be a round to "Baske" and to the sea.

That night I took the opportunity to visit this cemetery that I have only run past so many times, but in fact never really explored. Stefan took Johnny down with him to the sea, while I looked for myself in the small forest grove.

The cemetery is from 1857, when Baskemölla was affected by a cholera epidemic. Nine people rest at this location.

The little cemetery is extremely beautiful. It is surrounded by a simple stone wall and in the middle stands a large, sleek granite cross with a text engraved. It is a simple text with all the names of those who rest here.

After quietly wandering here for a while in deep thought, it was time for me to find Stiffe and Johnny the dog again. Down the sandy hill it was easy to get around and soon I was down by the little path that goes along the sea.

Pretty soon I got to see my happy dog ​​again, who, to his great delight, had a salt bath in the blue wave. Then came Stefan smiling with a half smile in his mouths. Yes it was almost so I thought he also took a bath.

Quote of the day:

Never tire of doing those little things for the ones you have in your area. Sometimes it is the little things that fill large parts of their hearts.

Have a really good day and hug from me.


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With feet and roots in an apple kingdom.

15 October 2019

… Or as my Stefan would surely have expressed:

... scavenger to scavenger ...

Good morning.

Yes, this Scanian dialect may not be the most beautiful in everyone's ears, but I just love all the old common words that to me feel so "heaven" and sound so familiar.

As so often, we had a case for Kivik. We made our way across Svinaberga. Up there from Bergdala you have a wonderful view. You can look far over Ravlunda shooting range.

On the other side you can see the farms in the small village of Mellby. The place where the little fantastic bakery is located. Where the world's best corn is produced. A yummy coarse bread that may be sponsored by the Dental Association ... It is thus quite hard, but the best in the whole world.

If you were born and raised in an apple kingdom, then of course you enjoy it here. And are you like my Stefan, born in Kivik's harbor, well then something with the sea pulling ...

The apple board had assumed a darker and deeper color. You know that, like us, women are the most beautiful when the apples are fully ripe.

But even though you were born and raised among "apple crab ridge" and "apple tree", it seems that the taste buds have not really caught on. No, a sour apple you never see my dear husband put his teeth in. For him, it is the pear that applies. Clara Frijs should be, so be it! So sweet and juicy ripe so it runs down the chin ...

Quote of the day:

Think about and be thoughtful or think about and be caring.

Well thought must be to make a lot of apple cakes for the family lasting autumn ...

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The sound of all the wild geese.

14 October 2019

Good morning.

Living on a lake is so wonderful. It's just as amazing at just about all seasons. It's just a little different.

Now in the autumn, there is a lot of life in Lake Gyllebos. There are all wild geese that gather there in large flocks. Most Canadian geese, but also some gray geese.

Every morning when I walk here on my usual morning round, there is a heavenly "cockroach" on the birds.

I just love that lovely sound that I associate so strongly with this fall and this place.

On a frozen morning, it was extraordinarily beautiful down at the bathing place. I stayed for a long time to enjoy a little extra of the fine morning. When a flock of Canadian geese came in for landing, another group of birds lifted up under a horrendously screeching laugh. Yes, it was kind of like a big noisy runway designed for live airmen.

When a brave bather later came to get his morning dip, it was completely empty of birds. The only thing that testified they were there was the white down which floated around on the water.

I wandered discreetly on with my camera… nude bathers to show respect.

Quote of the day:

No one can do business on a dead planet - please, be afraid of it.

Enjoy the day.

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In search of a little king.

13 October 2019


That there lives a little king down by my brother-in-law's eel fishing in Hällevik, yes I know that for a long time ...

Now, not every simple little king I mean. No, it is one of our, by far the most beautiful little birds, namely the colorful kingfisher.

You can often see small kingfishers right here, and from a reliable source he would have been extra special lately. In the early morning he had been sitting on the red buoy out in the sea, quietly surfing a little on the waves.

On a cold windy Saturday morning, Stefan and I drove down to the hut in Hällevik to see if we could see the colorful little kingfisher.

The morning was really cold and windy. On the sea went high waves so the foam became hot. I had forgotten about the cap at home, so I got really cold about the ears. My blonde ruffs were completely haunted by the sea breezes.

Out in the pit, Matt's eel sump snapped in a fierce wild eel dance. The fish that lay in it must probably be completely angular and sea sick, I thought to myself, as I simultaneously peeked in the strings for my little bird.

The only bird I could see was a frozen, windblown screech that was broad-legged standing on a rocky breeze and giddily looking out over the bushy sea.

From Hällevik we went north to the little sweet bay which Stefan firmly states is called "Hagen". There we continued to scout and glow for our kingfisher.

Well, there are such names in places that soon fall into oblivion. Like a cute little bay outside Kivik called Hagen. These are names of places that you definitely can't find in Google Maps anyway.

No, we did not get to see this little kingfisher on this Saturday morning anyway. But it was a wonderful morning walk in the best nature. And that's really all it takes to feel good. Don't you know what the little kingfisher looks like, I advise you to look at Google ... it's so incredibly beautiful, right ?!

Quote of the day:

Today's youth will never understand why we say "crank down the window".

Have a really nice Sunday and hug from me.


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Best time in the garden.

12 October 2019


I love it here with autumn gardens. To ceaselessly deal with things that fall into my mind. Fix and donate in the garden. Then to go in and warm myself by the stove, cook a good soup and just feel that it is good enough. My garden is for my own well-being and not at all to impress or please anyone.

It is the time now, when the leaves are falling and the wild nature offers a colorful autumn party.

Down here with us we have had the first little frostbutton already. Not many minuses, no more than that the mercury has been down and nosed just below zero. Still, it blooms so beautifully still in my garden.

Of course, it appears that it is on the final lamp for some varieties. The very last little lavender flower stood so defiantly among all the withered friends. A beautiful rose still had lots of buds, and the delicate sunflowers provide good, greasy seeds for the little birds.

Of course, the autumn parade varieties bloom so beautifully yet. The various anemones, rudbecki and silver ax.

Above my head, the wild geese fly back and forth from the lake. Day in and day out, it is a dangerous flapping on them over our little garden. Although I love that sound of flying geese. It is almost so that a little water in my mouth paws when I think of good goose dinners that is common at this time.

The cranes have also passed here over our roof. It's a little sadder feeling. But time goes by and suddenly they come again when it is spring.

Quote of the day:

People should focus more on keeping their own grass alive, and not take much interest in if someone else seems greener.

A good thing about autumn is that when the cold sneaks on you can set the lawnmower and instead settle down with a good book in front of the fire. Every time has its charm.

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From the club to the dog bath.

11 October 2019


Just outside Simrishamn there is a fantastic fine dog bath. Almost like a small dog paradise on Österlen.

When on all other beaches in Österlen there is strict dog ban all summer, it is free for dog owners to bring their fur blades here.

The morning when my dog ​​Johnny and I were at the working dog club, we took the opportunity to hike the short distance down to Vårhallen.

At Vårhallen there are almost always plenty of dogs and dog people. Just this morning, something had taken care of a little black and white runaway that was later reunited with its owner.

The scenery here is so beautiful and also a bit dramatic. Johnny and I walked up past the little charming house of the pearl fisherman.

In the air, the tar smell was heavy. It was the oak lying there, recently tarred by Thor's friends. As a love sign more beautiful than the finest memorial bouquet.

Given Johnny's bad hind legs, I decided to return again.

Back at Hallagården, Johnny seemed quite happy for the day. For a brief moment he glared at the sheepskins, who stupidly just stared back at us. Then he took a clumsy leap into the car and immediately lay down to rest.

Quote of the day:

Kindness and empathy arise when we think with the heart.

Have a really nice Friday.

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The utility dog ​​club at Österlen.

10 October 2019

Hello Hello

The farm where Simrishamn's working dog club has its seat is just amazingly beautiful.

A little stone's throw north of Tobisvik you will find the wonderful Hallagården.

It was an early morning when Johnny and I went to the dog. Dark clouds hung threateningly across the Austrian plain as we approached "Sillastan".

Here we went to a lot of courses, Johnny and I. Bravely, I have tried to get some fun on my happy dog, especially when he was young.

- "yet you have gone on so many courses", my parents sighed, when Johnny happily jumped up against them to say hello ...

As a certified watchdog, we managed pretty well anyway, Johnny and I together. With the facts in hand, we have had as much fun in the home defense as dog hunting. In Johnny's defense, there are probably not many who can beat his results on the track work during the patrol dog test. I remember how I could just hang on like a mitten when he rushed forward into the forest with his nose pressed against the ground. With more than an hour's time, he had tracked down all the entries on the 1,5 kilometer long stretch. When we arrived at the final report, Johnny glanced at me with his tongue like a tie. He probably wondered just when we would go on. I remember my judge's when she frightened came running across the Björkafältet and wondered what went wrong, if we were lost… we were not waiting for long there at the finish line where our time would be stopped. I showed the final bag with all the small items in and said, nothing, we are ready !!! Yes he can when it really matters, my Johnny dog.

This morning we practiced a little half heartedly for some obedience and then he got to run around most and enjoy life in his own way.

Simrishamn's working dog club is so beautiful so only the surroundings make you feel good here.

Here at Hallagården many Österlen dogs have gone into training. Here they have learned how to behave in a fine dog breed and get used to meeting other four-legged relatives without wanting to eat each other ... or rather, many dog ​​owners have learned how to act as a dog owner, because it is in fact, what dog training is about.

When Johnny had finished just about everywhere, a bunch of cows came roaring. In the long run we could hear their complaining.

Johnny glared at them for a moment. I thought to myself that if you live in a pasture next to Hallagården, then you must still be quite used to dogs, and not look so "spoiled".

I felt a small tingle in my heart as I thought back to the wonderful time with my fine Johnny dog. For over ten years I have had him by my side, almost every day. A wonderful time and a wonderful dog! Now I give him a little moment every day - a moment that is a little more his. A moment when I am always completely satisfied and proud of him and no longer think of achievements.

Quote of the day:

I'm suspicious of people who don't like dogs, but I trust a dog when it doesn't like a certain person.

Have a nice day.

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