My little Angel

 Where on earth a light shines into a dark place, there will an angel be. ~ Unknown

The white beauty

* It does not do anything to be born in a duck yard, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg! *

Bergen

 

Jeg tok min nystemte Cithar i hende                               sorgen forgikk meg på Ulrikens topp.                                                            Tenkte på bauner, om de skulle brenne                                      og byde mannskap mot fienden opp.                       Følede freden, blev glad i min ånd               og grep til min cithar med lekende hånd.

Winter in Romsdal

Yeshølen i Romsdal 

       

                 Jeg var så heldig å vinne fotokonkurranse i Romsdal med dette bildet denne uken.
                                                                Tur ved trollveggen.

Fedje

    Fedje 8 September 2012

The wild sea

I must down to the seas again,

to the lonely sea and the sky

and all I ask is a tall ship,

and a star to steer her by;

And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song

and the white sails shaking,

And the grey mist in the sea’s face,

and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again,

for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call

that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day

with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume,

and the seagulls crying.

*Under the Moon*

Under the moon, is the place where: 

I want to be independent, but snared. 

Hold me unrestrained, yet kept close. 

Can't you feel it climbing… the ecstasy?