One of my favorite summer memories happened in my backyard in rural Norway. We had a huge clothesline, when my "mamma" did not hang the laundry, it would become the favorite hangout place for the neighborhood kids. We would hang sheets from the clothesline and create wonderful tents perfect for dress up and tea parties.
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One of my childhood memories is picking wild blueberries and lingon berries (if you ever have been on IKEA that is the jam they serve with the meatballs).
Well, living in a big city, the closest I get to wild blueberries is at the farmers market. Nothing wrong with that, but for a wild crafter it is not quite the same. There is something special about harvesting Nature’s bounty.
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