(= Selet´s works)
We wanted to make the most of Saturday, the second day of proper summer this year, and since we were (or at least I was) too tired to climb any mountains, we opted for Selets bruk. Sel means “a stretch of smooth water between rapids” according to my dictionary. Really, doesn´t English have a word for that? Selets bruk is a nature reserve on an old iron works site, you could also call it an outdoor industrial museum. Only a hundred years ago, it looked like this:
Now, it´s more like this:
We walked around, enjoyed the weather, took a few photos, had fika (the husband had brought some wonderful sandwiches and a tea thermos) at one of the camping tables and I took some time to sketch while he walked around some more. It was probably ten years since we last were here, which is weird, because we used to come all the time. I even arranged my 30th birthday party in one of these camping cottages!