Sunday, 24 November 2013

Where the ocean meets the sky....

I was born on a tiny island stuck somewhere between the fjord, the North sea and the open sky. A windless day is a rareity. At the moment I live in the city and I love it, but still this landscape is stuck in me, and if I don't see the ocean and feel the fresh wind for some time I get withdrawel symptoms. For the next two weeks I am so lucky that I can stay here for a few days.

Here are some images from a grey, windless days walk from what is locally known as "the inside". That means inside of the islands, before we reach "the outside" which is when we reach the big wide ocean.




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