Saturday we celebrated 28 years merried, me and my wife. After that long time we know how to keep eachother happy. I drop her off at a shopping mall and I take a drive with my camera. We find different things!
Together is not always in the same place, ha de Gött!
The white rose, together with the four buds has been eaten by by a roedeer! Hope he enjoyed!
Don’t wait to later, ha de Gött!
This tiny white rose in full bloom today holds a special place in my heart. It was a gift to remember my son and it start to bloom every year on the day he passed away. Six years now.
They live on as long as you remember, ha de Gött!
Statue of Swedish king Gustav II Adolf in the town square that also carries his name in Göteborg, Sweden. The statue portraits the king as he stands on a hill and declares where the city of Göteborg should be built on the shore of Göta Älv. At the time in 1621 it was the only gate to the west for the Kingdom of Sweden.
What great things you did in life, seagulls wont give a shit. Ha de Gött!
Take time to take time before it’s time out, ha de Gött!
Standing out from the crowd.
Freak, odd, weird, strange, bizarre, alien, misfit, peculiar.
Unique, original, innovative, exceptional, trailblazing, creative.
Change perspective to fill the void.
I just realised as I wrote this. It takes more letters to write the words to describe being different in a positive way than in a negative way!
Does that tell something about us? Ha de Gött!
Seems this is my post number 1000 here and I’ve been wondering what it should be about. 1000 blog posts, it must be about blogging.
I set out into the WordPress cyber space five years ago to practise writing for the book that’s lingering in my head. It was also a way to channel the pressure from dealing with my son’s struggle with mental illness. Then there was also the pandemic that didn’t help much. Sitting by sons bed clicking the keyboard helped him settle down and to go to sleep. After daily attempts during that summer in 2020 he finally found his everlasting peace in August.
I was devastated and nearly broke down, forced to choose whether to stay or leave. Blogging became a therapy, and I even did some poetry. I also took up photography a bit more seriously to get out into the nature. Walking in the forest and hugging a tree is so much better than all psychotropic drugs. Photography became a bigger part of my blog.
In the WordPress blogosphere there is a community and a connection and, even if some open up and share strong feelings I’ve never seen any mean comments. Some bloggers that I interacted with I consider friends, even if we’ve never met in real life. There are posts and comments that made significant a difference in my life, none mentioned none forgotten. Thank you!
Who knows I might be around for a 1000 more.
With a little help from my friends, ha de Gött!
I took this picture in Munich. The sign was sitting over the Kunstpavillon (Art Pavilion) in the Alter Botanischer Garten (Old Bothical Garden).
What do you think? Is art only for those with more than they need, or is art needed for all of us.
Art is everywhere, just look around. Ha de Gött!
Some places fills you with calm, this is one of mine.
I can sit there, out of the wind and just listen to the sounds.
Waves breaking and swooshing up the beach.
The clicking of the colourful stones.
As they struggle to stay on as the water runs back to the sea.
Just to collect new energy.
Do the same again, but never ever the same.
Remember to stop so you can find your place, ha de Gött!
As part of the summer concert with the choir, Kristall, I sing with I was asked to recite a poem of my own. It’s much more fun to say yes than no. So with butterflies in my stomach and shaking like a leaf I did.
Here is the English version, video in Swedish at the end.
Breaking through
always there
even in the darkest hour
behind the thickest cloud
in the longest night
trust it
hold on to the promise
close your eyes, and dream, day
hold it, in your heart
evening sun reflects spectrum
blue, green, yellow, red
shadows fade, all the way into black
an eternal whirling dance
of sun, and earth in the universe ballroom
we spin along
hoping to catch, the golden moments
like dancers focus their eyes
a frozen beat of rotation
we stay with the spin
without falling out into oblivion
Faith, Hope and Love
Light breaks through, always
To boldly read what no man has read before, ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 