Summer holiday part One

We were lucky to borrow a sumer house in a part of Denmark called Djursland. As you can see it is very close to the sea, and the atmosphere is light and contained at the same time. Time for playing, walking, playing Monopoly - and just being alive and dwelling. No computers, no telephones - isn´t that what holiday is about, having space and peace to just be together and feel the deeper lives inside? Yes, for me it is :-)

My lovely husbond enjoying himself with a book - he simply loves reading.

VERY relaxed ... :-)

Blueberries we found near the beach - so juicy and healthy too, and perfect "dressing" with some icecream underneath ;-)

One of the beautiful sunsets, isn´t it just magical?
More pictures to follow soon, in case you want to see more danish landscapes.
Hope you´re enjoying summer too, and perhaps have had a wonderful holiday already, or maybe one to come soon :-D

Support for Norway ..

Yesterday was indeed one of the most awful days for hundreds of families in Norway; A norwegian man, a political extremist, had planted a bomb in a car in the middle of Oslo, the capital of Norway. It killed at least 7 people and damaged the government building and several buildings around. The man afterward went to a small island, where more than 500 youngsters were on a political summercamp. He was dressed in police clothes, and started shooting everyone, and at least 84 young people were killed ... so shocking, so terrible - no words can describe the horror..
So with this post I want to make a mark against violence, and send my support to the many relatives of those killed, and to Norway and the democracy which is a building stone in the country.
The picture above is from a place in Norway, that I have often visited. May the peace and strength and beauty from that place help to heal and balance the terror that came to take away. May God be with those in pain, and help them throught their worst days of nightmare.
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Strawberry fields ...

Forgot to give at title to the strawberry pictures, so here it comes :-)

Enjoying the abundance on this Strawberry field of Mother Earth, I´ll just let the pictures speak for themselves.
Going away on a holiday for a while, and wish all of you a wonderful summer ...

Stop, Oh yes wait a minute Mister Postman!

Ever since childhood I have loved writing letters!
when I was around 10 years old I had my first penfriend, and later on in life more followed. The letters at the time always started with the words  "Dear xx , I hope you are well, for so am I" followed by a description of what had happened in life lately.

When I was 21 I was at a Folk highschool in Sweden, where I met a girl from Iceland. We became close friends and I went to Iceland with her for the summer. Besides visiting her family and seing some of the amazing country (really!), we worked in a fish factory in a remote part of the iceland.
However, the summer came to an end, and we agreed to write to each other. And I tell you - for the next couple of years we were very regular costumers at the post office, where we sent packages and letter at least once or twice a month. And not short postcards or letters - an average letter would be 12 handwritten A4 pages..!

At that time I lived alone in a timy appartment far from my family. So when one of her letters came in the letterbox, my day was saved! I was kind of disappearing into an inner "cave" or sanctuary, where I felt nothing else existed, except from what she was telling me about. I would read the letter several times and in my mind already begin to concider what to write back.
Then, within a few days, I would sit down at my desk in the evening, light a candle, make a cup of tea, and sometimes make myself a small drink of Glenfiddich whiskey (bought on a trip home from Norway) and get ready to write her a letter back...Before I knew, hours would have passed, and it would be 1 or 2 o´clock at night...


(this letter is an old one from 1949 from google, so not one I have written)

A couple of years later I found a boyfriend, who lived in New Zealand, and the same kind of correspondance would start to take place with him. Only now I was even more impatiently wainting to get a letter, hoping he would send me some sweet words and tell me how much he missed me (isn´t that what everyone wants to hear?) ;-)

A funny thing is, that for some years I lost contact with those two friends, but have later "found" them again through the computer. So now we write notes on Facebook or write mails, but nothing will ever be quite as fulfilling for me as the time, when the letters were written by hand; It was literarely easier to see and feel from the handwriting which state and mood the person was in. It was easier to draw a real heart and smiley in stead of <3 and :-).  And the whole atmosphere with the candle, tea and drink are not - for me at least - so easily "reproduced" in front of a computer screen.

However - not to take the value away from the email writing. Because I doubt that I would find the time to write long handwritten letter - or that someone would care to do that to me -to the same extend  as before. But - at Christmas I will NOT compromise and write an email "christmas-card", and if I do, it´ll be supplemented with a handwritten letter or card - promise!! :-)))

Do you have any old or new penfriends, and do you prefer one type of correspondance to the other (mail versus email)?

Have a lovely and fulfilling weekend, and I hope "Mister Postman" comes by your letterbox soon ;-))


(letters found on google - wonder what messages are hidden behind those envolopes...)