stranger in this land

We have arrived in Stockholm. I have a library card, a must to a traveler. I borrowed from the library this book Stranger it this land by Astrid Trotzig. I feel like a stranger, being able to communicate in Swedish, but not knowing my place or the customs.

Small things make me happy:
My son takes naps and is wearing mittens knitted by his great-great-granmothers.
Milk and crisp bread are my comforting foods.
Our view in Mittag-Leffler, yes we are living next to a castle.