I have an old Swedish carved wooden horse in front of me that was given to my dad by is grandmother when she came back from her visit to her hometown in Sweden. It sits in front of me on my desk every day. The paint is just about completely worn off and it has a large crack threatening its left front leg, but it looks at me every morning as I sit here writing away.
I would love to see a picture of it! I have Swedish ancestry.
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