
Look through the cracks. There is always a new perspective.
Crack a smile and make the day better, ha de Gött!


Look through the cracks. There is always a new perspective.
Crack a smile and make the day better, ha de Gött!


There is a winding road. Winding along the forest.
Winding from here to there. A winding to the unknown.
From past time winding history. Till today’s winding reality.
News winding way to milk pallet. Mailman winding a letter down the box.
Wireless connection, pling in phone. Countryside winding down.
Know the past to dare explore, ha de Gött!


Abandoned. Slowly nature is taking back the old store. I remember coming here as a child to buy Norwegian chocolate or licorice pipes. The store is just a few meters from the border. Now it’s for many years closed and the building is for sale. Even the for sale sign has faded. You can still see the sign for Borg beer and trash can lid stating ‘Keep Sweden Clean’. Maybe this is the picture of the circular economy.
Progress is a double edge sword, ha de Gött!


This huge candelabrum is one of several on the Kings Gate Bridge or ‘Kungsportsbron’ in Göteborg. It’s a bridge over the moat surrounding the old town. On this place in the fortified city was the Kings Gate before the walls was dismantled in the beginning of 1800. The candelabrum was iron cast for the current bridge in 1901 by Göteborgs Mekaniska Verkstad that later became Götaverken. The same company I accidentally accused for criminal activities in a previous blog (find it here). Originally lit by gas, but probably not from royal flatulence.
Let the light shine on you, ha de Gött!


Just a Tuesday macro, ha de Gött!


The city is full of noise and everything moves in fast speed. This picture is taken in one of the busiest places in Göteborg. Tram number 11 from Saltholmen to Bergsjön passes by in speed. Not everything changes fast. The tram type was used when I was a child in the 1970:ties. In the background is the City Hall and the statue of the city founder king Gustav II Adolf.
Try not to rush through life, ha de Gött!


Sunday blues, ha de Gött!


Colorful thick for winter cold days.
Soft rustling, smelling of chilly fresh October rain.
Still wind quilts autumn cover for Mother Earth.
King Frost wait around the bend.
Keep warm, hug your loved ones, ha de Gött!


Just resting on the way down. Even the sharpest juniper spikes offers a resting place. Waiting for that gust, that gust of wind for the final journey.
Have a lovely weekend, ha de Gött!


There is a special, magical place. An oak and linden tree forest on the north side of a ridge. Autumn leaf softly swirl down to the ground from the tall trees. Dry leafs on the ground rustle around your feet as you walk. In the crown of the majestic trees, the south west wind makes a whooshing sound.
On the ground it is silent and still, so silent you can touch it. Smell it. Feel it. There under green blankets of moss the trolls sleeps until night comes. A woodpecker makes a knocking sound trying to find food in a dead oak branch. All is well and your soul is renewed.
Listen to the sound of silence, ha de Gött!