The landscape in Better Left Buried is something very dear to my heart. Some time ago, on a travel writing assignment for The Times, I spent a week at a cottage in Smaland in southern Sweden. In took about an hour for me to fall in love with the place. A short walk through the woods brought you to the edge of a huge lake, dotted with tiny islands. A day or so later, I found out we could take out one of the rowboats moored in the small natural harbour. With some trepidation and a great deal of excitement, we loaded the kids into the boat and set off for the nearest island, about fifteen to twenty minutes away, depending on how hard you rowed.
Below are some of the pictures of what we discovered. I’ve been back three times since, and it never gets less lovely, though these days we hire a small outboard motor in place of the oars. You’ll find more pictures relating to Better Left Buried over on Pinterest.