Thank you all my friends for your birthday greetings on facebook. I appreciated them greatly! The day started with a call connecting three countries, the boys from South-Africa and Swaziland on the same line as the girls in Sweden singing "Happy birthday" together in parts. Amazing! There is this lovely traditional song from Dalarna: "Min födelsedag förtjänar att jag ett tacksamhetsljud till himmelen sänder att prisa min Gud, som skapat mig väl att jag av hans hander fått lemmar och själ." "My birthday deserves that I a thankful sound to heaven send to praise my God, who made me well that I from his hands have received limbs and soul." So I headed out the Klockargården-door, with your Facebook messages landing in my pocket with happy tinkles, to the Dala-Floda outbacks to express my gratitude and to try to find my voice in this the most exuberant of celebrations: the boreal spring. This is what I tweeted: May my birt...