
Naked tree refuses to fall.
Ha de Gött!


Naked tree refuses to fall.
Ha de Gött!


It’s February and nature awaits the coming of spring.
Any day now birds will start to sing.
Good things come to those who waits, ha de Gött!


Left here since the ice age some ten thousand years ago. Watching how the nature around slowly changes. Generations come and go. Past generations believed these blocks of stone was thrown by giants or the the gods. The stone knows.
Fact or fable, where’s the fun. Ha de Gött!


The small island Klätten outside Tjurpannan. Klätt means mountaintop but with only 21 meter over the sea level it hardly live up to its name. Maybe more so if you add the depth of 35 meter around it.
What you see isn’t always what you get, ha de Gött!


We have evolved to harness the forces of nature Homo Sapiens - the sensible man on top of the evolution hierarchy the grown up among species but we behave like spoiled children sense of consequences underdeveloped stripping Mother Earth of her gifts like a pack of hungry Hyenas will we ever grow up and face consequences of our actions learn to never take more than we need
The future is not there because we can’t see it, or….. Ha de Gött!


There is always another angle and, light for your frame of the world.
Take a step aside to see a whole new angle, ha de Gött!


Creeping up from behind
its target it will find
with kaleidoscope light
blocking out all sight
the brain, a freight train
on a poor track full of pain
in full frantic spin around
heavy metal amplified sound
pray it soon will stop
before your eyeballs pop
in throbbing agony weep
hope for oblivion of sleep
There is only one good killer, painkiller. Ha de Gött!


Knocked down, but refusing to stay down. Crooked and gnarled stretches towards the sky. We seek the straight and easy path but the winding and turning makes life, life.
Take that turn and see the adventure, ha de Gött!


It’s Okay to hug an Oak, ha de Gött!

Today should be
birthday twenty three
but it was never meant to be
left in a heartbeat
we are left to meet
memories so bittersweet
To my son, ha de Gött!