Tag Archive for ‘Life’

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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Old man and the sea

Old man and the sea

I got this picture from the island Ven of the old man on his boat. Made me think of Hemingway.

The beautiful island Ven is situated in the Öresund between Sweden and Denmark. There will be more pictures coming when I catch up with editing my photos from all traveling this summer.

Navigandum est, ha det gött!

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Green

Green

I’ve been away to the green island, Ireland. Mostly in Dublin but also a bus tour to Northern Ireland. I have some pictures, that I managed to take between the rain showers, to edit. Last week stopped the process as I’ve been knocked down by the flu for the fourth time this year. Just a picture from the green landscape to let you know I’m still around.

No greenwashing, ha de Gött!

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Shadows

Shadows

Shyly and silent

evades its origin

the bright light

so close

never to meet

Remember there is still light in the shadows, ha de Gött!

Svensk version

Skuggor

Blygt och tyst

flyr sin skapare

det klara ljuset

så nära

utan att någonsin mötas

Glöm inte att det finns ljus i skuggorna, ha de Gött!

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Sinkadus

Sinkadus

Sinkadus is a Swedish word that is not easily translated to English but it still fits this picture like a glove. It means something like ‘strike of luck’. According to my research it’s stems from French and a game of dice where the lucky number seven, cinque et dous, five and two with two dices. Even if my son, the Swedish teacher, would be proud this was not meant to be a language lesson post but be about the photo.

You need some skill to be a good photographer but above all you need patience and luck, sinkadus. Just like when you’re out walking and find a scene like this. From Trossö-Kalvö-Lindö, Bohuslän Sweden. Sometimes the dices roll my way but I think I refrain from putting any money on it.

Bad or good, luck is always with you. Ha de Gött!

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Trams and bikes

Trams and bikes

You have to love a city with trams. Amsterdam, Holland has them and bikes, lots of bikes. I must confess that I was more afraid to get into an accident with a bike than with a tram. They Ride really fast and they must be totally fearless, even if they show impressing skills navigating around lost tourists. I did not see anyone wearing a helmet, not even children. The sound of the bicycle bell was the soundtrack of the city. Of course there are dedicated bicycle bell shops.

It never happens to me, until it does. Take care, ha de Gött!

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Just follow

Just follow

Just follow my lead and you will do fine.

I don’t know the name of these birds but, here is some excellent parenting going on. Making sure the chick knows how to keep the feathers clean before the flying lessons starts. That is, after all, you can do as a parent before the children leave the nest and fly off into the adventures world.

Children do as we do, not as we say. Ha de Gött!

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Home and away

Home and away

A picture from Morups Tånge in Halland Sweden. I lived just one kilometre from this proud lighthouse from the age of 13 to 27. Made me think about what’s home. In my first 13 years we moved as many times so this was the first time I actually felt rooted. I drove past the farm and the new owners had changed pretty much everything. So the feeling of home was not for me anymore, all gone. Maybe it’s like that song “wherever I lay my hat, that’s my home”. What do you think?

There’s no place like home, ha de Gött!

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