Surfing Around

Have you ever seen a happier little dude? There he is - carelessly surfing just below the rim, oblivious to any waste matters that sooner or later will come his way. During his life span his juices slowly will be sucked out of him, leaving only an empty, faded shell. But he'll probably still be wearing his Alessi designer smile on his way to the trash, while a new Fresh Surfer is getting ready to enter the bowl...

Last Day Of Easter

Lovely, lovely spring. Who can be sad on such a beautiful day? Sorry, didn't mean to be shallow or insensitive; there are many people who are sad today, for good reasons, and I even know some of them. (Hopefully I can do something to help.) I could be quite sad myself actually, but I won't let that spoil a wonderful day. Cry I can do later.

I grabbed my camera and took a little walk through the forest. Went down to the old church. Well it used to be old anyway. Originally built around 1150, moved piece by piece to Bergen in 1883, only to be burned down about 100 years later. Now there's a copy on the site.

Felt almost like a tourist myself with my Pentax, where I strolled around the building, hearing foreign languages as I passed others. And being a tourist is a fantastic excuse for silly positions to get that perfect camera angle. Or near perfect, I should say. The fence isn't only keeping arsonists out, even "photographers" like me are prevented from getting real close to the church.

Here are some of the pics...

Good Friday

Sorry, I think I promised you stories; and I really had the best intentions of telling about one or two things that happened while I was in Sweden. But now I can't seem to find a suitable angle, at least not in this forum.

Another thing is that I don't have the urge to write for the moment at all. I'm more in a down-to-earth phase I guess, busy with completing my practice for the Angelos method. That is going quite well by the way, and I truly feel blessed to be working with this. Next week will be the last in Bergen before "graduation" since I'm going away again the week after. If everything works out as planned I'll have hordes coming to see me in Trondheim, and then a few already known "coming back for more" in Sweden.

Nah, this didn't work, just as I thought. Not much spark in this writing, I can see that. But I can tell this much - I'm really beginning to see me now, the Karin I should be. Doing things out of her own will, and not trying to please others all the time. Free.

Still Here...

...in Sweden, and no time for writing lengthy posts. But there's always room for a laugh:

"Today there's more money spent on silicone implants and Viagra, than on Alzheimer research. In 50 years we'll be sitting there with giant boobs and massive erections but no one can remember why."

I'll be back posting next week, The April Witch have lots of stories to tell...

Morning Coffee In Gothenburg

...at one of those places that's been there forever...