



Sometimes Forestry Ulle walks the streets like an ordinary man, ha de Gött!





Sometimes Forestry Ulle walks the streets like an ordinary man, ha de Gött!


A sunset for your Sunday, ha de Gött!


Shy lingonberries hiding behind the moss. Who I’m I to be the big bad wolf to eat the them.
Don’t ever take more than you need, ha de Gött!


Patience and concentration. Keeping that straight line.
There’s no dinner without farmers, ha de Gött!


She walks alone into the sunset
seeking shelter for the night
from the cold wind
Mu, ha de Gött!


Cows grazing as the sun sets behind the hills.
Autumn vibe, ha de Gött!


All naked it stands in the hidden valley of oak trees. Covered by the branches of the tree behind. Almost as a motherly protection.
This place has a very special vibe. Mystical and calm almost scary. The old oak trees stretching their slim branches like dancers to the sky and the sun. It is like the trees like to tell you a story, listen.
It is sometimes hard to see the forest for all the trees, ha de Gött!


A man waiting for the green light at lunch time in Dublin, Ireland.
Don’t check your phone while walking, ha de Gött!


I try to make them flow
bright and clear as the morning
pleasant as a juicy fruit
but they often gets tangled up
stuck in a web of syllables and vowels
winter storage for the spider of self censorship
words
Don’t get tangled up, ha de Gött!
Today another attempt with my underwater drone. I struggle to keep it still in the current but if you look close you’ll see both lobster and cod fish.
Hold your breath, ha de Gött!