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In these northern areas sun has played a central role for living. And the most important is her absence. I call her a she, but in Sami culture the Sun is a he. In the autumn she slowly disappears, to 21.th November when she stays under the horizon until January 21th. Then the Polar Night … Continue reading The sun, my father
When Sunday arrives many people find their way out in nature. So do we. Taking a walk and eating lunch outside is a Norwegian way of mindfulness. We love being outside. In the last twenty years it has also become normal to climb the highest mountains both summer and winter, especially in the north where … Continue reading The Norwegian hike
It was the time before electricity, before science took over people’s thoughts, and folk tales and folklore told stories about how things really related to each other. When autumn darkness grew stronger and the Polar Night arrived, in that time darkness was troublesome. It housed several spirits, trolls, and a special creature connected to the … Continue reading Troublesome darkness
This night nearly half a meter of snow appeared. Wind stopped in the morning, a bit of bright sky showed itself so we could imagine light. Silence came; it’s a winter sound, when there is a fury blanket over everything. As an adult, I often think that the best part of Christmas is the time … Continue reading Photographing Christmas Spirit
They are English, muffins. And I did really not grow up with them. They are not under my skin or learned by heart. They get too wet or too dry. It is easier to bake bread. We do that, at least some of us, in Norway, bake bread. I’m good at that, but muffins? And … Continue reading Muffins and stuff
When life sucks the medicine often offered is a daily hike. Of course, running, or fighting your way uphill with high pulse, everybody understands that the endorphins are going to cure bad mood. The calm little hike on the other hand, it is not easy to see how it is going to cure anything. But … Continue reading Looking for the God of small things
In Norway we visit each other. On the countryside, where I grew up, it was normal to just stop by. Now we make appointments, but we are still visiting each other. So our homes are important. Other people are going to see them. That keeps us busy decorating all the time. I don’t know why, … Continue reading Welcome to our home