Blommor vid min dörr – Flowers at my door

When I was out for a short while at Nasby field, I went home. Outside my front door I saw all the nice flowers I “didn’t” see before. You become “home blind” for the surroundings near your home. Anyway, I noticed the beautiful flowers when I got home. I didn’t know what they were called, my ignorance is great in the world of botany.

My neighbor who works with my landlord came and I talked to him…