
A well kept wooden boat on its way somewhere. Perhaps the first voyage after launch for the summer season.
It is good to see the sea, ha de Gött!


A well kept wooden boat on its way somewhere. Perhaps the first voyage after launch for the summer season.
It is good to see the sea, ha de Gött!


Sun kissed red granite rock, smooth and warm in the early summer evening.
Waves softly splashing their eternal soft lullaby, only broken by a jealous seagull scream.
Wind hushes your turmoil of thoughts to gentle stillness like a mothers soft humming.
Yes, it’s true, best things in life are free. Ha de Gött!


Red granit rock gorge in Tjurpannan natural preserve. So very often climbing that hill or rock is worth it. I was already breath taken from the climb so I almost passed out seeing this.
Take time to just feel, ha de Gött!


Continue the week on the fluffy theme.
Bah, bää, ha de Gött!


Already when I took this shot I was ready to delete it due to overexposure. With a lot of work in Lightroom it came out okay or what do you think?
I almost expect Jesus or Odin to descend from the sky or it may just be my guarding angel making sure I saw the shallow. Theme from Star Wars fits here, so click here to hear my son perform it on the church organ.
Always challenge Mr Delete, ha de Gött!


Boat slowly entering Bisse Rännan outside Resö in the early summer evening. Can’t come up with any better poetry than this.
Carpe diem, ha de Gött!


Sometimes the double is better than the original.
Take time to reflect, ha de Gött!


After rain the sun will shine trough, ha de Gött!


Agitated voices, through the shut door
breaking glass, screaming and shouting
the ever cramping lump, in the stomach
pressing the pillow, hard over the ears
rejected and alone, holding a brothers hand
need
mothers warm embrace, saying it’s okay
caresses with hand over forehead
smelling of fresh baked, cinnamon buns
warm smile, under horn-rimmed glasses
humming a soft toned, lullaby
Today is Mothers Day in Sweden. This is to all mothers struggling to be there for her children. Ha de Gött!


Is it just an endless road
a road to nowhere
endless tarmac
from cradle to grave
curiosity
what’s behind that bend
more white lines tarmac
pull over and explore
find your own
green, green grass of home
Widen your perspective, take a small road. Ha de Gött!