Monday, 30 May 2016

May moments....


New class....
Exam done...
No time to think...
Life moves on...
 
 
 
May - the green month...

 I have a new "bunsch" and a new classroom anno 1964. At least there is no modern technology yet. ( We have so many students and not enough rooms)
 
 
 
 
Exampreparations and a full time job made May a busy month...
 
 
A few hot Maydays made everything explode into green. You could see the change hour by hour.

 
National day celebrations. I took two photos. One of the dessert in national colours- red, white and blue - and one of me and her.


 Happy day - exam is done....


 
Bright night and moonshine in May...


I keep running along the same path. Now in morning sunshine.

 
Don't she look cool?

Sunday, 29 May 2016

Silent Sunday...

A glorious day in May makes for a foggy morning on the coast.
Bedroom view.

Sunday, 15 May 2016

Outfit on a Silent Sunday...

I hate animalprints. Last year I bought this top. I put it on today and didn't fid it to bad.

Sunday, 8 May 2016

Silent Sunday....

May flowers in a kitchen drinkingglas - picked by my favourite girls and a fond memory from my own childhood....

Sunday, 1 May 2016

Not my story - definitley my story - at least the brutality of life...


The photos in this post are from previous posts on this blog. I have taken them on my runs, walks, drives through my "paradise", my safe haven, the place I always return to when I need comfort, peace, when I am happy, when I'm sad. I know this area like the back of my hand and I would like to say that it knows me. It is so peaceful and beautiful, so scarcely populated with only a few of the many hundred islands in the archipelago populated. I grew up here. Wherever I am in the world, when I go home or talk of home this is the area that I mean.

On Friday afternoon a helicopter crashed in to the little island you can see in the photos with the utility poles. Not any helicopter. It was the shuttle taking workers to and from the oil installations in the North Sea. So many people on these islands make their living in the oil and gas industry and use these helicopters regularly. Everyday tens of helicopter fly above these islands and we don't really think about it. 13 people lost their lives on this little island on friday afternoon. And the images of the fire and the destroyed wreckage are surreal.
We are shattered.



  I have no more words and end this post with Robert Frosts words instead. Somehow this came up in my mind:
We may as well go patiently on with our life, and look elsewhere than to stars and moon and sun for the shocks and changes we need to keep us sane.