
Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas.
You don’t have to believe the story, but you can live by the message. Ha de Gött!


Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas.
You don’t have to believe the story, but you can live by the message. Ha de Gött!


Today is the shortest day of the year. Sun raise at 09:06 and sets 15:21 here at 58°N, already tomorrow will be one minute longer. To my surprise it came with some light after a period with dark grey skies. To top it all, I had the afternoon off and there was 10 centimetres of snow.
Don’t tell my wife but, I climbed a mountain to get some nice photos of the windmill in the low standing and pale sunlight. Takes some time to get up but getting down is quite fast in the snow.
It is better to get down safely than gracefully, ha de Gött!

Finally the Covid restrictions been lifted and we are allowed to travel again. Feels good but not without conflicting emotions, because what excessive travel does to the climate. I’m trying to move to train travel rather than flying but for some strange reason it is much more difficult to book a ticket to Berlin by train than by airplane!
This year took me to Trollhättan, Göteborg and Halmstad in Sweden. To Cologne, Siegburg and Berlin in Germany. To Helsingör in Denmark. Some travel for holiday and some for work but the camera must always be in the luggage.
The traveller gets to read the whole book, the one who stays home only get to read the first page. Ha de Gött!


The beholder
looking the same way
contemplating
eyewitness
seeing in different ways
processing
What we see is not what we get
if we get what we see
we see what we feel,
– – is right – –
Don’t be left, try to look the right way. Ha de Gött!


Shelter from the storms around. A buoy to anchor as you return from the adventures on the wavy sea. The small island Store Snart outside Resö, Bohuslän Sweden.
Be that buoy for someone, ha de Gött!


No place for walk and talk, ha de Gött!


Faith and hope since the first dawn of Homo Sapiens, the thinking man the need has been around to explain the why, to make heads or tails why are we here bring comfort in the unavoidable end a sense of making sense of things out of sense Faith and hope since the dawn of civilisation, the social human the urge has been strong to compete and win, to conqour and divide how much can I pile a legacy to, cheat the definite end a sense of making sense of things out of sense Faith and hope since the dawn of religions, the summing human the misuse and abuse been the rule to control the tribe, the masses to fearlessly run towards the bitter end reduced to useful idiots in the hands of senseless prophets without any sense Faith and hope Hijacked to the dark side
Keep faith and hope but watch out for the false prophets, ha de Gött!
Inspired by John Malones poem Hope.


It starts already in September
sneaks up on you
when you least expect
you freeze, a shiver down your spine
but there, in the windings of the brain
the deceiving jingling pops up
welcome as zits in a teenage mirror
You try to fight it off, but then
but then in the shop
the frantic wailing from Mariah
all I want for Christmas is youOUOUOUOUOUOUOUOU
it sticks in your poor brain
like chewing gum under your shoe
You flee out the door while trying to keep your lunch
trying to calm down with a nice coffee
only to be punched in the face by
the ultimate torture
last Christmas I gave you my heart
a Wham in your gut
then you know, you have to succumb
to three months of terror
stumbling off, hollow eyes and pale
whistling jingle bells, jingle bells
Let the celebration begin, ha de Gött!


November with its darkness is not an optimal time for a photographer but with some patience and luck there are some rewards. I waited almost two hours in the cold north east wind for the light from the sun to find a gap in the clouds. Quoting a famous beer commercial from our Danish friends “worth waiting for”.
Good things come to those who wait, ha de Gött!


On warm up-winds looking down on all kinds up high soaring will it ever be boring in the heaven blue this a freedom true would not be a big deal without this vertigo feel
It’s not the flying that’s difficult, it’s the landing. Ha de Gött!