Weekend Coffee Share – Home Town

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How about some strong, black coffee this Friday morning? Are you ready for the weekend? How is your week? It’s been a super awesome week here. (How could it possibly be anything else after last weekend?)

I went to a concert with my favorite country-western artist, Corb Lund, this Wednesday. I had high expectations, since I love his contemporary country music a lot, but it was even better live. It was just awesome. I posted some photos from the concert here. I don’t exactly spend a lot of time in downtown Las Vegas, even though I live only minutes away. On my free-time I usually drive in any other direction, but down town. Standing there at the concert I realized that there’s actually some things I should take more advantage of, while living here. Like going to more good concerts, and horse events (the concert was part of a pre-rodeo party.)

I read a post by a fellow blogger earlier this week, it was about her home town Sacramento (CA.) It made me think about my home town. What town is my home town? Is it the town where I was born, and where my family comes from? That I left when I was 4 years old..or is it the ski resort where I grew up? Is it where I went to college? University? Or is it any of the places I’ve lived at? Is it my current city?

I’m kind of thinking of the western states, NV mostly, but also AZ, and CA as my home. Not any of the towns in particular, but more the amazing nature I like to spend time in, the mountains, the oceans of sweet smelling sage brush etc. But my hometown? That’s a tricky one, having lived a nomadic lifestyle most of my adult life, (with a fair amount of traveling and moving as a child as well.) Where is your home town? Is it the city you currently live in? Or somewhere else?

My family’s origin is from Dalarna, Sweden. I haven’t written much about that, so I’ll go with that in this post. Both my parents where born there, and their parents, and their parents, and their parents..for hundreds of years. (Vikings, hence the blog title.) Dalarna is a region, a little below the middle of Sweden. The most common symbol for the region, the Dala Horse, is now a symbol for all of Sweden. The origin of this wooden horse is near Mora, the town where I was born.

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I think it’s a beautiful symbol. I was surrounded by dala horses as a kid, in all shapes and sizes. Some of the collective horses today is worth a lot of money. The province of Dalarna gets a lot of snow in the winter. The area has many beautiful lakes, and forests. The forest industry have been essential to the province throughout the centuries. The dala horse likely came to be when wood cutters had to spend long periods of time during the winter away from their families, passing time carving these horses for their children, to give them as gift upon their return.

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I have one with me all the time, on my left arm. A tourist that visit this region in Sweden is in for a treat, no matter the season. It’s extremely beautiful, clean, and lots of nature areas to explore. There are bears in the woods. Wolves on some places. Lots of berries to pick in the fall. The towns are spread out, and small, many of  them having main street as a walking street only, covered with cobblestones several hundred years old. My last visit was when I was pregnant with my daughter, 7 years ago. I’d love to hear about your home town!

Any fun plans for the weekend? I will read your coffee share on Sunday, I have some exploring of the western states to do before that. I have some ideas, (business in California,) but will very likely make a detour to Arizona as well. There might be some pretty horses involved. Who knows? I’ll tell you about it when I get back.

Does it start to look a lot like Christmas at your house? It does at my house. We have a beautiful tree, and the downstairs is beautifully decorated for the season. The outside of the house have a Christmas light show on display after dark. (I can’t take credit for any of it, but totally love it.)

Thank you Eclectic Alli for hosting the weekend coffee share!

Weekend Coffee Share is a time for us to take a break out of our lives and enjoy some time catching up with friends (old and new)!
Grab a cup of coffee and share with us! What’s been going on in your life? What are your weekend plans? Is there a topic you’ve just been ruminating on that you want to talk about?
All are welcome! Just add your link to the Linky-List, and be sure to visit others and join in their conversations!

Have an awesome weekend! Please feel free to grab a refill of that coffee.

Love,

Ms Zen

34 Comments on “Weekend Coffee Share – Home Town

  1. My hometown is where I grew up, but I left when I was 12 and missed it terribly. After 19 years wandering all over, we ended up moving back and renting a house there when my first son was 6 months old. A year later we bought this house in the town next over and have been here 28 years. Essentially the same landscape, woods, hills and streams. I love where I live!
    Happy weekend to you!

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    • That is so wonderful Eliza! I would of lived in the town where I spent most of my adolescence years, of it weren’t for all the tourists. I tried living there two years after college. Loved my job, friends and the town, but everywhere you went there was drunk people. People I barely knew showed up in the middle of the night constantly, asking to sleep on my couch. Kind of doesn’t work if you want to live a more mindful life, unfortunately. I am very happy for you!! Have an amazing weekend ❤️

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  2. The dala horse image and your tattoo! are amazing, Maria! How great to read about your “home” town! You raise great questions about those who are nomads, and what is considered their town. I enjoy reading about your adventures in Las Vegas now and thanks for the hot coffee!

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  3. I loved hearing about your home town. I was readies in a small suburban town in Southern New Jersey. It was a lovely place to grow up but not nearly as exotic and exciting as your hometown. I am also a Sagittarius but am also very much an introvert and a ho e body. I enjoy traveling but also love to come home.

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    • Happy belated birthday 🎂 I love traveling more when I have a home I love to come home too. Everything is extra fun then. Thanks for having coffee with me 😊 Have an awesome weekend 🙏

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  4. I love this coffee share idea! It is Saturday morning right now in France. The rest of the house is still asleep. There is only me, and the dogs! I’ve light up two candles and my fairy lights. Heated up a mug of yesterday’s coffee. I’m enjoy the calm of my home but soon it will be different… I’ll try to meet up next week 😉

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  5. I adore your posts. I think because you prompt my interest and get me to thinking. I was born in a small town in northern Idaho. We moved to the LA area when I was a small child. Let me tell you I hated the city. My parents were not City people but had to make a better living. When I moved to Northern California in 1980 to live in the country my spirit came alive! I love nature and the country. I suppose my hometown is an idea, anywhere that I can allow my spirit to soar. Mountains, forests and wildlife is my hometown. Do you ever miss Sweden? I have always been facinated with Scandanavia because I suppose it is the beauty, the wildness. Love your tattoo by the way!

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    • “anywhere that I can allow my spirit to soar” that has to be the perfect definition of hometown! northern Idaho is so beautiful, if you grew up there I understand that you love nature. I could easily see myself living there.

      I missed Sweden a lot in the beginning, now I don’t miss it. I have my life here now, and wouldn’t want to exchange the freedom I experience here for anything. It’s tricky to explain without hurting any ones feelings. Sweden is a great country, I never planned to leave, but now I do not see myself living there again.

      Thank you for your having coffee with me ❤

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  6. it doesnt look like Christmas yet but got a bunch of toddlers visiting and they think they can brighten up the place should I be worried???
    Dope Tat!!!
    ~B

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  7. I’m late to coffee, but I love coffee and so enjoyed this post and wanted to respond. It really got me thinking as you always do as I love what you share! I’m always of the thought that home is where the heart is, so wherever my heart lies is my hometown. I have had 7 hometowns in my life, we have moved 6 times during our marriage in different towns in southern CA, and I’m adding my hometown of Newport Beach, CA where I grew up. I lived the longest in Newport – 20 years, the next longest place is where I am now Norco, CA we’ve been here 14 years. It’s my favorite town as it’s Horsetown USA with over 100 miles of horse trails and horses EVERYWHERE!! ❤️

    So I’m looking forward to our eventual new hometown in Cave Creek, AZ 🐎 another Horsetown when we move there next year!
    Anyways, you have such a way of making me enjoy my coffee and it’s so FUN to see your travels and adventures. I love seeing the world through your eyes!! ❤️❤️❤️

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    • I’m late in replying…so no worries 😉 I spent the weekend away from home, and then we switched internet provider, which resulted in a few days without internet, but now I’m back to business. I am so happy that you enjoyed my post. I like posts that makes me think. I’ve only been to your current hometown once. Guess what I did there? Yes…you are right, I looked at a horse 🙂 while being 8,5 months pregnant. lol. I really felt that I needed another horse at that time, very logical, right? I did some research about Cave Creek (AZ) when you first posted about it. It seems like a heavenly place, with just the perfect weather and everything.
      I hope you are having a wonderful week. Please come back for coffee soon 🙂

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  8. Hälsningar Maria,

    I have mixed feelings about the whole home town idea. You’ve read several of my stories so may recall that I was born and raised in Petaluma California, just south-west of the Sonoma-Napa wine country. I had a fun childhood, but found it necessary to leave to give myself the chance to grow up. Petaluma used to be very provincial and even in-grown. I rarely saw anyone other than white-bread Americans. I richly enjoyed my first college-like experience in San Francisco mostly because there were so many different people with different looks, languages and cultures sitting with me in class. My best friend became a guy half black and half Filipino. And I felt like he became the brother I never had back home.

    After lots of moving around, marriage, real college, a big job relocation to Colorado Springs, we actually ended up back near Petaluma to be close to my aging parents and family.

    There are roots here and people I enjoy seeing again, but mostly I miss the rest of the world and think about it often. I hope you know how blessed you are to have lived so lightly and moved as the current of life took you.

    Regardless of how you feel about your journey, I’m glad it brought you close enough for me to get to know you.

    More blessings

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    • Thank you for your kind comment Gary! I too have very mixed feelings about the whole concept of a home town. I think we all. or at least most of us, have a longing to belong to something bigger. Be a part of something…like a hometown. I have som many people in my life that I love so much, but they are all only a small part of it, and have not been there for long. It’s a fine line between making memories, and being a part of something bigger, and the line is constantly changing too.
      Petaluma is a very nice town to call home 🙂

      I hope you’re having an awesome week!

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