2025

We’re having ice cream for dessert this New Year’s Eve. Our very first attempt at a pistachio-flavored batch, so fingers crossed it doesn’t turn out terrible. 😋

I hope you (yes, you) are having a cozy end to the year. See you on the other side.

Light green, creamy ice cream, sprinkled with crunchy pistachio nuts, ready to head straight into the freezer.

The spruce has moved in. 🎄

It’s in an iron stand on a jute mat. The mat has an illustration of a boy kissing a girl, both dressed in festive holiday outfits.

After breakfast (banana pancake) I took a short walk and lake Viken decided to show off. 🌫️

The tranquil lake reflects a soft blanket of mist and clouds, creating a dreamlike scene where the tree line fades gently into the gray sky.

Lente has it figured out. More people should embrace enough, whatever that means for them right now. The Game She Wrote on a Boat Kept Her Afloat (via Lee):

As long as I have enough to just chill and do my own thing and not have to wake up in time to show up somewhere, I’m really, really happy.

I don’t know why, but I’ve got such a soft spot for people who code and create on boats. See also Rek and Devine also known as Hundred Rabbits.

Yeah, I know, I know… Find My is a thing. But that feels like cheating! Instead, I just fire up the camera remote on my watch and figure it out from there.

The remote viewfinder on my watch shows mostly ceiling, with just a little bit of the cabinet and the extractor hood.

Of course, it was in the kitchen, on the counter, right where I’d already looked.

vlnn asks:

What are you reading this week? Also what were you reading? What are you planning to read next?

I’m currently juggling four books, which is about two more than my brain can actually handle, but it just kind of happened.

I just finished volume 6 of Hirayasumi by Keigo Shinzo. As for what’s next… I don’t know yet, maybe We Who Are About To… by Joanna Russ.

Neat concept, and a fitting choice of book to make the point. Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451 would’ve been another solid choice.

In connection with this year's Banned Books Week, with the theme "Censorship is so 1984", a special edition of George Orwell's classic 1984 is being released. The book is unreadable, bound on both sides, as a symbol of the growing censorship of books around the globe.

Had a lot of fun making this! Last time I made a zine was twenty… five? years ago, so yeah, I was rusty. And nervous as hell that I’d mess up the page order or end up with pages upside down or something. But it made it all the way to Canada! (Yay for snail mail.)

Sven sent me a zine letter after I sent him some of my zines, and I am in love with it. Look how prettyyyy it is. The pink paper and the red ribbon are so gorgeous. No one has ever made me a personal zine before, so this is very special to me. I shall cherish it foreverrrrrr.

I’ve gathered the best URLs I found in the cozy, poetic corners of the web this summer. For you. Yes, you. 😊 Grab your favorite beverage, get comfy, and dive into my End-of-Summer Hyperlink Dump: Stones, Streams & Scarf Machines. 👀

alt=“Preview of six linked websites: a stone collection, a 3D scan of a public restroom, a gallery of rivers, a wholesome pixel-art bedroom, a site with heavy shadows, and an inviting landscape.”

End-of-Summer Hyperlink Dump: Stones, Streams & Scarf Machines

It’s September 4, and even though the sun is shining and it’s warm outside as I type this, you can feel summer’s on its way out in the northern hemisphere.

Remember my June experiment? Still going strong! No social timeline = less doomscrolling (not that it was a huuuuge problem for me, but still). Even with that going on, I’ve been hoarding links all summer from newsletters, my feed reader, and friends. Ready for a little hyperlink party? Let’s go!

Working on my website and bringing back some fun 90s features. My favorite? Background music (optional now!). 🥰 I’m building in the open, so if you don’t mind a few bugs or weird-looking pages, take a peek!

Folkification is the antidote to enshittification.

Folkification (noun) A process in which a product, narrative, recipe, machine, or other object is made more accessible and less centralized.

Back home again after a trip to Brösarp. We stayed at Talldungen, which is quite possibly the bestest hotel I know. This was our seventh visit, and I loved the cute desk (and the view!) in the room we got this time.

A tiny wooden desk sits in front of a round-top window, sunlight spilling in and framing a field and trees outside.

Went to a sing-along with Charli in Slottsskogen yesterday and it was the best!!! <3 🎵

Birthday party today. My niece and I lay on our backs in the grass, in the shadow of a tree. In a couple of years, she’ll be old enough to drive a moped. She already knows what she wants: a motocross.

— “What kind of moped did you drive back then?” she asks. “I bet it was a dorky one, like the one mom had.”
— “No, no, no,” I say. “Mine was amezeballs. Yamaha DT50MX. Look it up!”

My Experimental June

So Manu is turning his digital input dial down to zero this month. That means no podcasts, no movies, no RSS feeds, and so on… for the entire month. I’m not doing that. But! Reading his post inspired me to finally run my own experiment that I’ve thought about for a while: a social timeline do-over. The idea is pretty simple.

  1. Unfollow everyone across Bluesky and the fediverse.
  2. Enjoy the quiet for a month. No social timeline.

That’s it! If I miss hearing from folks after the experiment, maybe I’ll start following them again. Or maybe I will be content reading blogs. We’ll see.

For eight years, Shonumi has been on a quest to emulate every single officially licensed Game Boy accessory and blog all about it. Today, he published the final post: GBKISS LINK.

It’s been such a treat reading about Infrared Madness, the Pocket Sonar, Game Boy Sewing Machines, and everything else. Probably the longest-running blog series I’ve followed from start to finish.

I’ll be right back to it soon enough. In the meantime, always remember… Never give up. Never surrender. Emulate everything!

We rode our bikes to Stuk for breakfast. While we’re waiting for the food, Sanna says, “You’ve got something between your teeth.”
“Not possible,” I say. “I haven’t eaten yet.”
But she insists.

I check the bathroom mirror. There, wedged between my teeth… a fly.

I guess I smile a lot while biking.

🪰

We hung out with my brother-in-law, the little sausage named Ture, for a couple of days. Would you say he was happy to see us? 😅

I ordered my copy less than a minute after the email hit my inbox. Can’t wait! 📒

An annual publication for exploring the vast poetic web, featuring essays, musings and a directory with the personal websites of hundreds of designers, developers, writers, curators, and educators. Published since 2025.

Had my coffee in the sun before mowing the lawn today. Here’s what I saw and heard around 4:16 PM while lying on my back, watching the clouds pass by to the tune of birdsong.

A peaceful sky brushed with soft clouds, the silhouette of a tree swaying gently. My selfie is overlaid on the sky with a soft vignette effect. I’m smiling at the camera, eyes nearly closed against the brightness of the sun.

Today, we rolled our little library down to the beach, filled it with books, and opened it for its fourth season. There are a few Agatha Christie novels in there now, but I’m pretty sure they’ll be gone soon. 📚

A cute little library on the beach, surrounded by trees and greenery. The door is open, showing mystery novels, Nordic noir, and some children’s books.

Some things travel with us for decades. Maybe even our whole lives. Grandma wove this rag rug for my mom. I crawled on it as a baby, jumped over it as a kid, and today I rolled it out in its new home, our bedroom, and just stood there barefoot for a while, 39 years later. Thanks, grandma! 🥰

Faded green, blush pink, and earthy brown threads run through the rag rug, which rests on the warm pine floor just below the edge of the bed. I stand barefoot, my toes pressed into its familiar weave.

So… yesterday, I wrote this:

I love that “VHS in 1.4 kg” sticker! Imagine if your phone came with that today: “Apple Intelligence in 0.2 kg.” 😋

and today, I see this:

Massive gaming capability, heavy-duty AI compute, and standard PC parts, all in 4.5L.

I hope Framework put that on a sticker and smacks it to the machine.

Days since getting a stuck VHS-C cassette out of a camcorder: 0. This is the JVC GR-C7, nepo baby of GR-C1, famously Doc Brown’s video camera in Back to the Future.

I love that “VHS in 1.4 kg” sticker! Imagine if your phone came with that today: “Apple Intelligence in 0.2 kg.” 😋

The camcorder mid-surgery on a wooden table, guts exposed, VHS-C cassette still clinging on for dear life. VHS in 1.4 kg sticker proudly on the side.

One more from yesterday. Sing-along with Billie. 🎵

Me on my now page from March 15:

And I’m seriously considering splurging on overpriced secondhand tickets to see Billie Eilish at Avicii Arena.

Me yesterday:

Yep, I did splurge on those overpriced tickets. 🫣 And they were worth every penny öre. 🎵

Vi tog cyklarna upp till stadsparken, och omgivna av fågelkvitter och skrikande barn spelade vi in ett nytt avsnitt av podden Hej (resten av) internet! I en hel halvtimme bjuder vi på ett sammelsurium av länkar, tips och tankar. Avsnitt 20, Hyperlink Hodgepodge, finns där poddar finns. 🎙️

Wine + cod at home with my favorite person. 🐟 (previously)

Sanna holds up a bottle of white wine with a floral label that reads Yoko Riesling. A warped reflection of us in the bottle.

Fika + podcast recording in the park with my favorite person. 🌸

Lying on my back on a sunny spring day in a peaceful park, looking over a gentle slope with early wildflowers and budding trees. Sanna sits to my left, smiling warmly in the sunlight.

I went to two (!) anniversaries this week. Moderskeppet turned 20 and the family business turned 100. 🥳 One celebration had coffee, cake, and coffins. The other had champagne and… whatever this is?!

A man in a photo studio is wrapped in tape and stuck to an acoustic panel. The woman who did the taping looks on, pleased with herself.

Moderskeppet firade 20 år. Det var kul. Här är Jenny och Filip.

While waiting for the official price of Mario Kart World in Swedish kronor, I entertained myself by looking up what Super Mario Kart cost back in December 1993. The answer? 549 kr. (via Martin)

Adjusting for inflation (71.56% between then and now), 549 kr in 1993 would be equivalent to 942 kr today (roughly $98). Curious to see what the game actually ends up costing.

Today I baked a batch of seed crackers, had coffee with the family in my sister’s allotment garden, climbed a tree, won a stone-skipping competition against my nieces, and slipped and fell on my ass trying to jump over a flower bed. I regret nothing.

Less keyboard, more wood splitting today, and in just a t-shirt! No jacket needed. I’ve decided spring is officially here, and there will be no more snow. 🌞

A blue log splitter sits next to a makeshift wooden workbench, stacked with freshly split firewood. Nearby, a pile of uncut logs waits its turn.

Just updated my now page! 👀 It’s about… running a two-business household, a father-and-son project, contemplating whether to splurge on overpriced secondhand Billie Eilish tickets, the emptiness after finishing all of Becky Chambers’ novels, and more.

My desk with a stack of books and Affinity Publisher open on the monitor, displaying my work in progress.

Then

Jotted down at the kitchen table in Jönköping.

💼 We’re now a two-business household! Sanna has started her own company too, and I’m playing a small part in helping her get off the ground. The fact that we’re both our own bosses, with all the work, challenges, and risks that entails, also comes with a big upside: flexibility. And that’s something we both really value—the ability to choose when, where, and how much we work.

The family business turns 100 this year. Dad has written about its history, and I’m typesetting the book, sorting through a bunch of photos along the way. I love the eerie feel of this one of the factory, taken during a winter in the 1950s. 🏭

A black-and-white photo of the factory. The building stands under a dark sky, with a plume of smoke rising from the chimney and snow covering the ground.

My view from the sofa yesterday during movie night with the niece. With a two-year-old, movie night is more like movie afternoon. She managed nine minutes before wanting to play dress-up instead.

Her dad let her have as many pieces of candy as she is years old. I got two pieces of candy, too. 😋

A saucer with one piece of candy left on it. In the background, the Swedish cartoon Bamse is playing on the tv.

Warm enough for cardamom bun and coffee in the sun today! I’m reading I, Robot for Elle Cordova’s sf book club. 📚

Bulle på finporslin i gräset, tillsammans med kaffe i termos och boken 'I, Robot'.

Första soliga vårfikan i Idas park. Sven tog med finporslin i jackfickan.

My Instagram connector for Tapestry has been broken for a while, but I’m working on fixing it. It’s getting there! I’m also experimenting with a connector for X. It’s so weird seeing posts from both platforms in the same timeline.

There are still kind and interesting folks on these sites. Now, I can keep up with them until they leave for better, more open alternatives.

My phone with Tapestry open, showing posts from Instagram and X in the same timeline.

Robert is curious about the blog posts that resonated with you in February. He’s started curating a list of people’s favorites, a very cozy way to find some good reads for the weekend. My favorite post is in there too! Surf over to Robert’s blog to see which one I chose. 🏄

New to me, Svart Ridå has a very Swedish ’90s indie sound, and I like it! Just secured tickets to see them live next month. 🎵

”Kall” UTE NU!

16 years ago today, if you had taken tram line 1 towards Tynnered, you would have been surprised to find Detektivbyrån playing Generation Celebration live. Oh, how I wish I had been there. Here’s a taste—the rest is on YouTube. 🎵

“How far should I count?”
“Count to 25!”

My niece and I were playing hide and seek this afternoon. When I got to 12, she came back.

“Come!”
“What is it?”
“I need your help,” she says, grabbing my hand.

She leads me into the bedroom, and I see our dirty laundry spread everywhere. Of course, she figured out that she’s small enough to fit in our laundry bin, but she can’t get in herself. I lift her up and carefully place her in the bin. I grab the lid she had tossed on our bed and place it on her head.

Tiana Dueck has completed her documentary series Asking Around and I’m watching the first episode now, asking around about reading. So cozy! There are also episodes about friendship, birding, crafting, what it’s like to be a gecko, and more.

Tiana and her friend Zoé are sitting on a sofa, talking about reading. There’s a sleeping dog between them, and the subtitles read: yeah, I feel like reading is always in your life and some way rather.

I love this definition of a personal website from ravon:

a website is a link to a page in an infinite book bound within one domain name. it’s where the architecture of the internet becomes apparent to many of us. it’s a landing — like a stoop, porch, or front door. peering through the window, what do you want us to learn about you? who else are you connected to?

In that piece, she also quotes Laurel’s classic My website is a shifting house next to a river of knowledge—another poetic way to describe our nests in cyberspace.

New drop from Trisha. 🖤

real men know how to dream
real men know how to clean
real men make cuisine
real men know how to steam
Real men stay hydrated
Real men don’t need a face lift
Real men celebrate other men’s success
Real men know having fun is best

Rek Bell perfectly illustrates how to fold a zine. ✂️

alt=“An animation shows each step to fold an A4 sheet into an 8-page zine.”

Curious about how the trans sisters in your computer work? Of course you are! Go watch Heydon’s Why is Everything Binary? now.

A bold, black-and-white design with WHY IS EVERYTHING BINARY? in the center. Binary code surrounds the text. On the left, a male figure with a huge, exposed brain. On the right, an upside-down female figure mirroring him.

What a lovely pledge this is. 🥰

there are eight billion people in the world, 67% of whom are on the internet (in case you don't have a calculator handy, that's 5,360,000,000 people). this little corner of the internet represents .000000130597015% of the world's internet users. and I am so excited about it.

…

to my seven subscribers, i pledge to never be exciting. i pledge to be a reflection of your own humanity. i pledge to be full of faults and make lots of mistakes. thank you for seeing me.

Here’s a summary of some drama that unfolded while I slept.

Adam:

Today I received a cease and desist notice related to my recent comments about the attitudes and behaviors of some people within the IndieWeb space.

Folks assumes this is about Manton and Micro.blog. Pitchforks on the timeline.

James:

Confirm a negative for us. If this ISN’T about Manton and/or Micro.blog, say so. Many people on MB deserve to know if this is about their platform.

Switching things up at home—new sofa, coffee table, and rug in the living room. Sanna and I have been together for 22 years, and this is the third sofa we’ve bought. It cost an arm and a leg, so hopefully, it’s also the last one we buy before we die. 😋

Close-up of a living room setup with a round oak coffee table, a textured green rug, and a cozy ochre sofa.

Hi there, sun, I’ve missed you.

Beautiful sunrise over a frosty field—crisp air, golden light, and peaceful vibes.

Sanna feels like there are more and more books piling up at home. 📚 And, well, she’s not wrong. That’s on me.

Here are my three favorite reads from January:

  • Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto
  • The Walking Man by Jiro Taniguchi
  • The Guy She Was Interested In Wasn’t a Guy at All by Sumiko Arai

A stack of twelve books on a side table.

I’ve had a Nirvana song playing in my head* for the last couple of days (not constantly), and I kept meaning to look up the exact lyrics because—well, my memory is okay, but short. When I finally sat down at my computer to actually look it up, I saw that Anamanaguchi released a cover… three days ago?!1 Weird! What are the odds? 🎵

Never met a wise man
If so, it’s a woman

Damn, it sucks that Read.cv (and Posts) is winding down. I’ve lost count of all the cool websites, projects, and humans I’ve found over there. Like Karlie’s Text-iles, Robert’s music player, and Connie’s site – and those finds are just from the last couple of days!

If you’ve never heard of Read.cv before, do yourself a favor and scroll through their explore page before it disappears. Don’t wait too long, though.

May 16th, 2025 Read.cv and Posts and all corresponding data will be fully wound down.

Ayla’s new album, Ayla Ondamoon, has become my nightly soundtrack. Playful, distorted, synthy, and packed with deep bass—it slaps! Start with When u sleep and Noll, or get an overview of the album in ~2 minutes. 🎵

A diptych featuring vibrant album art for Ayla Ondamoon, depicting surreal, alien-like illustrations against a cosmic backdrop, alongside Ayla herself dressed in dark clothing, balancing on rocky terrain with an overcast sky and a body of water in the background.

Marginalia Search recently moved to a new domain and got a bit of a facelift. If you haven’t checked out this indie web search engine yet, now’s a great time to give it a try. Not sure what you’re looking for? Head over to the explore page and see what catches your eye. 👀

I’m redesigning my homepage, and I think it’ll feature Aqua-style buttons and looping videos. Also, I felt a little sorry for my mouse pointer—it’s always so lonely. So, I gave it a little friend to chase around. 👻

We have a hill right below our kitchen window that’s perfect for sledding. As long as there’s some amount of snow on the ground, there’s never not a bunch of kids out there. 🛷

View from our kitchen window, looking out at a snowy hill with kids playing and colorful pulks scattered around.

From my copy of Sarah Andersen’s Oddball, printed in 2021. Happy new year, everyone! 😅

A comic strip titled Time Traveling. In the first panel, Sarah looks surprised, standing in front of a post-apocalyptic scene with crumbling buildings and fire, saying, Whoa! In the second panel, a sciencey looking character with glasses appears, and Sarah continues, This sure is grim. In the third panel, she smiles nervously and says, Glad I don’t live thousands of years in the future. In the final panel, the other character bluntly responds, This is 2025.