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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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Suddenly

Suddenly

suddenly
in the middle of
the everyday
I miss you
like a punch in my gut
the pain spreading
in every fibre of me
thought I was 
okay
passed all stages
of crisis
out on the other side
okay
but it never goes away
the missing of you
then I feel you near
placing your hand
on my shoulder
telling me 
I'm in a good place
okay
I'm okay

You learn to live with your scars, ha de Gött!

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Water water water

Water water water

Like the Easter Bunny I was roaming the land. Don’t think we look for the same things but as I went through my pictures I realised that water is my favourite model.

I remember as a young boy, me and my friends spend our time by the creek. Like beavers we built dams, just to tear them down to see the fast flowing water fearlessly, like there’s no tomorrow, rush to the lake. One time we built a dam so large that people got their basements flooded, prescribed now I hope.

I can sit for hours watching the water flowing by. The soothing sound and the ever changing dance of the water. Most see the water flowing at a steady rate but if you sit down to watch you see it pulsing. Just like a mothers heartbeats.

Don’t take water for granted, ha de Gött!

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