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ullehaddock

Writer of sorts with a soft spot for Photo. Writes about life and what comes into my mind.
Optimist

Optimist

I must be an optimist. Left early from work, thinking I could get some cool storm pictures before dark. The hope was that there would be an opening with rays of light in the thick clouds before sunset.

Normally there is a 25 minutes drive home, but today! All slow traffic possible was out on the roads. Swedish is a language rich of curses and swear words so after 45 minutes I think I had them all covered. Finally got home, changed clothes and grabbed my camera. Got in the car for the normally, five minutes drive to the nature preserve. Guess what! Slow traffic had all decided this was the road to drive down. They even stopped in the middle of the road for a nice chat with the oncoming slow traffic. I know some swear words in Finnish and Norwegian, so I used them also.

Now there was only a ten minutes walk to the roaring sea. Nope! After a week of rain the paths were flooded and muddy. The smooth rocks was like soaped bathtubs. Light was now fading fast as the, wished for, opening in the clouds turned into a closing. I managed to get one, yes one, decent shot and then it was lights out. Still I managed to get back to the car, without falling into the mud or break any bones slipping around on the soapy rocks.

Exercise is good for you, ha de Gött!

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Merchant Ship

Merchant Ship

A merchant ship on its way to Uddevalla harbour in the salty haze from yesterdays storm. Her name is HR Pearl and she is a general cargo ship, 104 meters long and 17 meters wide. Built 2010 in Hong Kong and sails under Antigua Bermuda flag.

An adventure awaits beyond the horizon, sail away. Ha de Gött!

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Uddevalla Bridge

Uddevalla Bridge

Bridges, they should not only do their job and connect people. They should also be aesthetic and form a landmark. I believe that Uddevallabron over the fjord Byfjorden, fulfils both criteria. Thinking I wanted to take some pictures every time I pass over it but never got around to it until today. Not the best conditions when I arrived with harsh daylight and clear sky but good things comes to those who wait.

The bridge was completed in May 2000 after almost three years of construction. With its 1712 meters it’s the second longest motorway bridge in Sweden. At its completion it shortened the travel distance between Göteborg and Oslo by 12,8 kilometres. The design is a cable-stayed bridge and the main span is 414 meters. The sail free clearance is 51 meters and the pylons are 149 meters high.

Be a bridge over troubled waters, ha de Gött!

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Avenue

Avenue

Götaplatsen and Kungsportsavenyn, Göteborg in Saturday evening light. The statue of the Greek god Poseidon by Carl Milles has been a landmark and symbol of Göteborg since 1931. He stands there, no shame, naked with his fish at the end of Kungsportsavenyn. The avenue stretches down to the place that was the Kings Gate when the city was a fortress.

Poseidon, where he stands in his little pond and splashes water, is surrounded by culture. Art museums, concert halls, theatre’s, night clubs and the city library. The statue is one of the few landmarks that has no nickname from the humoristic residents of Göteborg.

A true God after ninety years of skinny dipping, ha de Gött!

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November

November

Cold November rain

bashing windows

horizontally

darkness eating light

from headlights

essentially

nature going to rest

slowing down

eventually

cocooning for winter

close together

family

Take care of your family, reach out to those who has non. Ha de Gött!

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Through the forest

Through the forest

The neck hair raised, and a chill found its way down his spine. At the same time he felt two burning dots, from someone watching in the dark. What was that in the corner of his eye? Better not look or it could drag him into the whispering foilage. Keep your eyes to the ground, focus on each step. Breathing hard short breaths as the sweat ran down his chilling spine. Looking up to see the path. What was that? Glowing eyes in the bushes and grinning teeth? Blinded by the joggers headlamp. He was finally safe, or was he……

Boooo, ha de Gött

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