Frog-squatting fuss...
The midsummer spirit lingers...
... that is, inside this 'exiled' Swede...
Here in the UK, no one quite seems to understand
what all the midsummer fuss is about...
... and long gone are my feeble attempts to rustle up some enthusiasm in the Brits about squatting like frogs and try to look moderately sane whilst singing and dance-jumping around a phallic, leaf-clad, erected pole... I wonder why - it does sound like an awfully attractive thing to do..., non?
Instead, this year I will let this
phallic metal wire dome remind me
of my frog-squatting days of yore...
... and start plotting for a midsummer party,
Swedish style, next year...,
Wishing you a lovely weekend!
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