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Motive, opportunity, intent

Motive, opportunity, intent

Ejdgesjön, Bohuslän Sweden

As a landscape photographer you sometimes feel like a detective in a crime novel. There are some apps available to guide you but if you want to find the unexpected you have to go out there and detect.

Finding the motive will take you on many dirty back roads. On the major roads you will create long lines of angry, honking drivers. Wonder what that middle finger in the air means? If you find a parking spot you struggle onwards through dense forests and muddy paths in thunder and rain.

It it’s all worth it when you find that spot. Makes your heart pump with joy, or is it trying to catch up from the walk? There it is, but what do you want to tell with this scene, what is the intent? You walk back and forth like a nervous first time dad in the delivery room. You realise you’re talking loud to yourself. Looking around for the guys with the long sleaved white jacket.

Finally you find a good angle. Then you realise you miss the final ingredient, the perfect light! Will the clouds clear, will the sun shine? You could wait for that perfect opportunity, but then you should not have sat down in an anthill!

I have to plead guilty to this passion, ha de Gött!

Christmas greetings

Christmas greetings

We stand there like a Christmas tree, strong, tall, bright and joyful. Then it all starts.

In Sweden we hand out all presents on Christmas eve and we get to see Santa handing them out in person! Well that’s everyone except all dads that for some strange reason all go out to buy the newspaper, or nowadays go to the basement to fix the WiFi. Being a dad I now own a fair share of newspapers, hoo, hoo. Poor Santa soon has to rush off to the Anglo Saxon world. Squeeze through an old chimney and put presents in old, hopefully washed, socks for Christmas Day morning.

Luckily we gave him some real dark Christmas brew and one or two schnaps before he went off. Now both he and Rudolph has a red nose lighting up the night as he flies with super sonic speed over the skies.

Wonder if he feels like the bottle in this last picture after Christmas? I know I do!

Don’t forget why, ha de Gött and Merry Christmas!

The Book that didn’t want to be read

The Book that didn’t want to be read

The Priest gave me this book 
to read in my own time
to find ways to heal
to make odds and ends of life.
It lay there on my desk,
for a long, long time,
then in the book shelf,
finally back to my desk.
Why did I not take the time to read?
Author on the cover looks
confident and trustworthy.
But it was that title.
"There's a lot you don't have to"

I finally challenged the title and has almost finished reading. It’s a really good book on the theme Faith, Time and Love and how to be true to yourself and your time without too many “musts”. The author Tomas Sjödin has been very productive but sad to say I cannot find out if he’s been translated to English.

To read is to discover, ha de Gött!

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Empty

Empty

Yesterday our lips kissed
again and again
today your lips are missed
was it all in vain

my entire inside was full
your strong hand around my neck
drawn together in an enigmatic pull
drawn into you, no holding back

you took my everything
with bubbles and laughter
feeling safe in your arm confident swing
then suddenly I didn't matter

left me for another
your thirst was plenty
set aside without bother
now leaning here feeling empty

Please recycle, ha de Gött!

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Imagine

Imagine

I took a bus tour to the Northern Ireland on my visit to Dublin. There was several stops where we were herd around like sheep by our friendly shepherd, ehh guide. One stop was the Dark Hedges. Never heard of it but my brain quickly built up a picture, more like this first photo.

This was what it was like. More sheep, ehh, people. More places to go so time was, to say the least, limited. Total stop 20 minutes, 8 minutes to get there from the bus stop. Do the math and there was 4 minutes to get a good picture. Preferably without all the sheep, ehh, people. Eight minutes back to the bus, no time for a pit stop! Let me tell you my bladder is now double size.

Luckily I’m Scandinavian and close to two meters tall. Managed to come away with this last picture.

Only small sips of the water, ha de Gött!

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Immortalised

Immortalised

life is shit some say

try standing here all day

this is now my lot

my own destiny full fills

standing on this spot

taking all the spills

seagull chuckles

they say that I’m a noisy pooping bird

honestly I don’t give a turd

This poor guy stands outside the City Hall of Belfast, Northern Ireland. I don’t know who he is or what he done to be immortalised as a statue but the seagulls like him, or do they?

It’s always good to wear a cap by the sea, ha de Gött!

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