Best Friends, Best of, Maja, memories, nostalgia, Uncategorized

Reblogging Emma: Maja Memory #1

Post # 8 from my recycled series - This one is from May 2015, new pictures added 🙂 Booop Booop Booop – that’s my poor rendition of the skype ring tone – …Booop. Oh My God, Maja’s calling! “Hush up!” I say to the kids. Maja and I had been playing Skype tag for almost… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Maja Memory #1

Best Friends, Best of, svea, teenage years, Uncategorized

Reblogging Emma: Svea’s Summer House in Sandhamn

Post #7 for my recycled posts series - this one is from March 2015. All new pictures added 🙂 Summertime in Sweden meant that the sun wouldn’t set, the weather would warm just enough to warrant swimming and apparel of tube tops and shorts… but rarely did it get too hot. Summertime also meant that… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Svea’s Summer House in Sandhamn

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Reblogging Emma: A Vision in Aquamarine

Post #5 for my recycled posts series. This one is from March 2015. It’s funny what memories suddenly come back to you when you spend some time thinking about old friends and places. Today I suddenly remembered a particular memory – a fleeting incident that happened when I was about 17. No real significance is… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: A Vision in Aquamarine

Best Friends, Best of, memories, nostalgia, teenage years, Uncategorized

Reblogging Emma: Anneke and Heather

Post #4 of my flashback/recycled posts - this one is from February 2015 - one of the very first memories I posted. “It’s your turn to sit in the back, Emma.” “Only if you put the top up!” I said as I climbed into the back of Heather’s convertible. It was the middle of Swedish… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Anneke and Heather

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Flashback Saturday? …No… That’s not right…

Good Morning, lovelies. I have been mulling over an issue this week regarding my blog. Earlier this week, a blog I follow - Suzie Speaks - wrote a post about recycling blog content. Talking about reblogging oneself or reediting old content into new posts as once a blog starts gaining many more followers than it… Continue reading Flashback Saturday? …No… That’s not right…

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Flashback

He had a hold of her wrists as he screamed in her face, his features twisted in rage. His brother ran down the stairs, skipping steps by the inconsistent sound of the pounding of his footsteps. Without a word he ran into the room, scooped up the crying toddler that was standing in the middle… Continue reading Flashback