Live on, full of scars
Open wounds, live struggle
Core open to elements
Healing, full of character
We all have scars, that is what we are, ha de Gött!
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Scars
Tag Archive for ‘Nature’
Sunday Butterfly
Small tortoiseshell (Aglais urticae) resting on a lichen covered rock.
Rest, don’t just flutter around, ha de Gött!
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All light on me
Like a yellow beacon the Easter lily (Narcissus pseudonarcissus) pops up around Easter holiday. Like the latin name indicates it draws all attention to itself. It is a planted bulb imported to Scandinavia. It originates from the native species found in western Europe from Spain to the British ilands.
Shine but don’t blind, ha de Gött!
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Stripes
Water reflection on the steep Riddarsprånget. It has an interesting story, read it here.
High flying plans can end with a splash, ha de Gött!
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Easter Bunny
Found him, the Easter Bunny, ha de Gött!
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Sea Gull
Two adult Great Black-backed Gulls (Larus marinus), Havstrut in Swedish, resting on a small rock at the edge of the Sannäsfjord. The sharp contrast between the black and white feathers reveals that they are adults, at least four years old. This is the largest of the Gull family. This opportunistic, and curious birds can be found on both side of the Atlantic oceans northern parts.
Sea you, ha de Gött!
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No Name Skerry
This tiny little skerry has no name. Not even my father-in-law could come up with a local name. We pass it often with the boat but I have never landed there, making sure not to disturb the sea birds.
Beauty has no name, ha de Gött!
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Hieroglyphs
Secret message written on the rock. A message from mother nature to take better care of her. Like spoiled children we ask for more, more, more. But she is blue, the only one in the solar system.
Reduce, reuse, recycle, ha de Gött!
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Moss
Walking in the soft green moss with the rustling leafs from last year around my feet. In the old culture landscape where nature slowly reclaims its territory in a wild softness. The bird song cacophony, warns of the one eyed intruder disturbing the mating calls.
Go green, ha de Gött!
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Magic
It was just one of those nights. The still but cold spring evening. Bird song that filled the air. So silent that you can hear the buds pop and the grass grow. Sun kissing the tree tops in a gentle caution to the coming night cold. Stillness, just stillness.
Cherish the moment, ha de Gött!
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