Tuesday, 31 March 2015

March moments..



March..
Spring, but winter still very much around.
The transition can be so hard.
Here are the moments....
 

 
It can be so had to og from winter to spring.
The first evidence that we are actually getting there is ofte the snowdrops. I found them in early March.

 
 
 
 
Foggy morning on the way to work. That was after I woke up one morning to find that the sun now actually reaches deep into the flat.
 

 
 
 

 
Ther have been days where we could bring toys outdoors again...

 
On the way home one evening....
 

 
I have rediscovered the neighbourhoods and the parks charm.....
 

 
And then a week of easter holiday.....
 

Sunday, 29 March 2015

Wednesday, 25 March 2015

V is for Vacation....

Eleven refugee children from Somalia have made Easter decorations for the first time in their lives.
 
 
It is the last week before a week of Easter holiday. I can't wait. I feel out of fuel at the moment, and I am really looking forward to some quiet days.
 I belong to the lucky ones that can take a whole week of work at eastertime.
The weather forecast is not to good for next week. I am just staying at home. Still, it is a holiday.
 


Monday, 16 March 2015

U is for Ubiquitous...

Crocus in my mothers garden.
 
Finally!
I now definitely have the spring feeling.
 
It is here to stay for a while - I'm sure.
 
I feel it in the rising temperature, the bird singing outside my window every morning, the longer days, the sun coming out and warming up the days and the first flowers. I felt so happy when I found them!
 Winter will come back, I know, but spring has won.
 

Daffodils in my mothers garden.


Sunday, 15 March 2015

Silent Sunday...

Spring has arrived. Shame that the photo got so blurred.
(Looked good on screen)

Friday, 6 March 2015

T is for Thursday....

Glimpses from the day....

Daylight as I set of to work  at 07.15 am


Rain throughout the day.....

Art class....

The last one to leave the office,
blurry end to the day:)

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

The year in books II....


Lately I have been reading Nothing to envy by Barbara Demick. It is a gripping tale of ordinary lives in North Korea. She has interviewed dissidents to South Korea and let them speak. It is really a grim tale of the suffering the appaling regime in North Korea inflicts on its people.

According to the book Nothing to envy is a slogan the regime uses when they talk about South Korea and the rest of the world to the North Korean public. Quite a paradox.

A highly recommendable read.

Sunday, 1 March 2015

Silent Sunday....

A walk around Teaterparken, the Theaterpark, in Bergen, on a grey wintersday