Could this happen in Sweden?
Recently I’ve been thinking of how much mental space we could create if we collectively agreed to get rid of stereotypes. All of those small compartments we walk around with in our heads would suddenly be cleared away and we’d feel so much lighter. Just think of all of that space for real new perceptions and no reinforcement of tired old views by tired old media and advertizing (naturally I am not referring to this forward-looking publication). One of the thoughtful readers of this blog recently reminded me of a quotation from Walt Whitman that read “in me there are multitudes”. Aren’t all people and places like this? Over the years, I’ve discovered that Sweden is no exception. Yes, it is dark but it is also very light and several shades in between. Yes, people are quiet but they are also deafeningly loud and then there are the varying tones from the gentle nyckelharpa to the thundering Poodles. Hair is blonde but it is also dark, red, and every shade of mouse on the color spectrum.
This brings me to the business of gardens. Who thinks of gardens when they think of Sweden? Vast tracts of coniferous forest and flat tundra perhaps, but not the luscious, romantic gardens that we associate with that green and pleasant land, England. The fact that my interest in gardens first germinated in this land of hearty winter shrubs is in fact no coincidence. The Wall Street Journal noted in a survey undertaken sometime during the past decade that Sweden is home to the largest number of recreational gardeners in the world as a percentage of its population. When Martha Stewart sought ideas for her media imperium from European gardens she came to Sweden and visited Zeta’s, among other Swedish gardens. This long country of thirsty and domineering birch is an unexpected gem of inspiration when it comes to gardens.
Even among those who are skeptical in this country, gardens are on their minds. A headline article in one of last week’s main daily newspapers read in translation, “For a mediocre gardener the best time is now.” The journalist, a veteran hobby gardener, was referring to the many times he had watched the dreams presented in the gardening catalogues of March devoured by garden pests, dry weather and other mischievous villains that gardeners perpeutally duel with. My point is, what other industrialized countries do you know of where an average gardener’s frustrations make headline news?
Perhaps it is because we do it against all odds in Sweden. Perhaps it is because of the Linnean tradition of fascination for the detail of all that makes its way out of the once hardened ground. Could it be a legacy of Sweden’s close peasant past or is it a symbol for progress and a society in which people have the time and economic means to fuss over the roses? I have often wondered why, and at the same time find it extremely freeing to be a part of Sweden’s little-known gardening fetish which defies all mental compartments about this country.
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For those of you who want to join Sweden’s gardening fetish:
8-11 April, Nordiska Trädgårdar, Älvsjö Mässa
Tags: gardening, Nordiska Trädgårdar, stereotypes, Zetas
Then again, think of it from an evolution standpoint. Political Correctness, while seemingly a civilized gesture, would have seen us lose WWI and WWII miserably. We derived at this point, NOT by being politically correct.. but by creating biases which steer us to that which we perceive is safe and good. Ask yourself Julie, and answer HONESTLY, would you not cross a Miami, Houston or New Orleans street if you noticed a gaggle of five black men walking in your direction on the same side of the road?? I would like to think that “profiling” is more about self-preservation than racism or discrimination.
As for me, I will hold onto my self-preservation, Political correctness be damned. I will keep my compartmentalized thinking and I will not feel guilt if anyone is offended by my thinking.
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I’m afraid I’m not a political creature, Romeo, and this is not a political blog. My reflection was motivated by my experience of misjudging people and particularly places based on stereotypes. Of course there is some protective value in your scenario (where did the guilt come from?) but it is a heavy load to carry around with you all of the time.
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One of the many things that surprised me about Sweden is that the peony which happens to be my favorite flower is as pervasive there as the rose is elsewhere. Imagine that… I would love to receive a bouquet of peonies… do you have any idea how much that would cost in a Mediterranean country! Practically undo -arrayedable
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A bouquet of peonies is my Midsummer dream, Mercedes. What a lovely image.
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Various people in every country take the mortgage loans in various banks, because it is comfortable.
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