@brittarnhild Regnværet i går gjorde godt både for jord og luft, og for allergiplagene til yngstedattera. Det lå igjen litt morgentåke i lufta da jeg spiste frokost, og temperaturen var ikke noe særlig å skryte av......men tåka var på vei bort og gradestokken på vei opp, så jeg pakket fotobagen... Continue reading

@brittarnhild I walked out in the garden. The rain had made everything fresh, lush, green, vivid. The red leaves on the Japanese Maple drink greedily. Raindrops. A whole universe. ::::::::::::::::: The drops can easily be tears of regret. Regret of... Continue reading

@brittarnhild I am working on some travel writing from Nepal. Will use it several places, first out is a day I will have with the deacons in my diocese in a few weeks. Hopefully I can have it published somewhere... Continue reading

@brittarnhild If when you come to The House in the Woods, the first thing you will notice, is the books. There are hundreds of them, no, actually, there are thousands (around 3000 I believe) In shelves, on tables, on my... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Some photos speaks to me in a special way. Often depending on my own mood. Here I see serene beauty. But I also see loneliness, it creates in me a feeling of sadness. I remember Paolo Coehlo´s words "tears... Continue reading

Still in the wee hours of the morning. Jan Morris and her book Contact! A Book of Glimpses, is my cabin terrace company. When I first heard of this book, I was enthusiastic. A book about people Jan has met... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Det er nesten som om vårem har lurt oss i år. Plutselig er det full sommer, og bjørka, som hadde små grønne museører til 17.mai, akkurat som den skal ha, står der nå i all sin sommergrønne prakt. Mannen min kikker på ospa rett nedenfor hytta "I alle dager.... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Whitsun. Pentecost. Or pinse as we say in Norway. No matter what you call this day, it is the anniversary of the global church. We celebrated in Aure church. An old, wodden, whitepainted church, near the sea. Again we... Continue reading

@brittarnhild We arrived at the cabin, late. It must have been past eight o´clock. Ingrid walked around the cabin to pick a bouquet of white anemones, she couldn´t stay away from the beauty. Marius started to prepare the grill. Terje... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Unfortunatele no photos were taken of me (I will wear the bunad again in two weeks, and will make at least one photo then) Here is a couple though of Marta and her two best friends, Elisabeth and Jørgen. Continue reading

@brittarnhild On May 17 in 1814, Norway got her own constitution. Next year will be a 200th anniversary. 199 as all other years are worthy a grand celebration as well. It is syttende mai and all Norway and all Norwegians... Continue reading

@brittarnhild I was looking though some old photos when this little critter came crawling. An artist he must be. Playing with words and colours. .....flowers on the path..... Exactly what I need. Inspiration. Colours. Words. Please little critter. Don´t go... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Jeg lurer jammen på om jeg ikke er i ferd med å utvikle en ny hobby. Fugletitting. Ikke det at jeg kan så veldig mye om fugler. Skulle gjerne klart å høre hva slags fugl det er som synger, eller hva de heter alle spurvene og meisene og finkene... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Today I had my morning prayer, reading and meditation out in a sunny Blue Garden. When I looked up afterwards, an angel looked down at me. Continue reading

@brittarnhild I had not heard of swifts untill I came to St.Albans last May. I was there with a group working with the Green Pilgrimage Network, and while we were rightseeing outside the cathedral, the English people in the group... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Spring is always eariler at the cabin than at home. Situated in a southfaced hillside, on the western coast, the snow melts fast, nature wakes eariler. The birds know this, and these days, being in the cabin garden is... Continue reading

@brittarnhild The cabin weekend was over, we had unpacked and Marta had gone to her Sunday night cheerleading practice. It was time to make dinner, and I realised I had forgotten to think of a menu, forgotten to shop for Sunday dinner groceries. I often make a pizza on such right back from the cabin nights, but somehow I was not in the mood for pizza. It was when I unpacked the food I got the idea. One and a half onions, some dry bread..........it would make a soup :-) My smile broadened when I found a big potato, some... Continue reading

@brittarnhild This post is especially for my dad, and for all you others of course :-) and it is a tribute to my dear husband, who can do everything! In September 2011 Terje started the process at "the drawing board"... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Hun strikker litt, men får vondt i fingrene. Kjenner en lengsel etter å skape noe med farger, quilte, veve, brodere, men vet at det ikke lenger er hennes greie, og finner isteden næring i Charlotte Lyons "housewrenstudio"-bilder på instagram. Leter etter ordene, og vet, håper, tror at de skal... Continue reading

@brittarnhild Guests were expected for dinner. To make the cabin and the cabin garden ready is part of the fun. I weeded and bought a few summer plants to give the flower bed some more colours. I picked a bouquet... Continue reading

@brittarnhild To everything there is a season. You know Ecclesiastes 3, don´t you? For everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven. A time to keep........is my favorite. A time to throw away is too hard.... Continue reading

@brittarnhild The day summer came on a pre visit, The Blue Garden was transformed into a cheerleading groupstunt arena: Thank you Marta, Elisabeth, Jørgen and Maria for giving me an amazing show! Continue reading

@brittarnhild En ufrivilllig pause kan være en utfordring. Det var ikke akkurat slik jeg hadde planlagt det. Kalenderen er full og jeg har mistet kontrollen over den. Med ett har jeg tid. Tid til å sitte ned og høre gresset gro. Jeg er satt på sidelinjen for en periode. Noen... Continue reading