This time last year, me and my friend Ida Ovedie went all the way to Stockholm to see the Phantom of the Opera at the Cirkus theatre. It took us about nine, ten hours or so to get there by car, mostly in the dark as daylight is scarce at this time of year. But […]
While on my roadtrip in Sweden in October, I took a detour out of sheer curiosity, and ended up in the tiny parish of Valbo-Ryr in Dalsland where I decided to turn back to the highway, as I was kinda on my way back ti Norway. But first I needed to stretch my legs, and […]
Göta Canal – the locks at Borensberg.
Taking a wrong turn trying to find my way out of Karlstad last week, I came across this beautiful lake just outside the city. Every place I went past on my little road trip last week looked like it was on fire, sparkling in reds, yellows and browns under a clear blue sky. Sweden had […]
Taken out on a drive with the pony. This is one of the most charming spots along this route, with the old stone fence and the huge tree behind me in the first shot, and a lovely view of both the village by the fjord and the mountains. Nordviksula covered in mist and the old […]
Nordviksula at sunset, taken on my way home from work.
When I grew up, we had snow every winter. It would come in November and stay until spring, and it would always be white outside on my birthday in December. Then suddenly one year, there wasn’t any snow on my birthday and we could play longball on the lawn. Since then the amount of snow […]
One morning, we woke up to the very first snow of the season. But just a thin layer, compared to the rest of the country. It was beautiful though, with some of the autumn colours still shining through and a thick morning fog that rose up from the fjord.
While I was away, the nature has really exploded in yellows, reds and browns back home. Our mountain looks like she’s on fire, and the vividness of the landscape is just stunning.
When autumn arrives, it’s time for me to go to my favourite place down south to work at the farm I look at as my second home for the holidays. I just wish my own farm was located closer, so I could go there more often. Back home the leaves had barely started changing colours […]
Time of Solitude 