Winter green oak tree at Lammö, Bohuslän Sweden.
Some say that a tree has feelings and as I hugged this old oak I’m sure I felt a connection and a warmth. I hope she’s pleased with her green winter coat.
Hug a tree but look out for the ants, ha de Gött!
Too warm, soaking sweaty sheets
too cold, where is that blanket
the too soft pillow is too hard
why can’t he come, only for a fast drive by
spread that magic powder in my eyes
Mr Sandman, please come on in
place two Sumo wrestlers on my eyelids
let them win this fight
slumber, only to fall over the edge
with a bang you hit the floor
wide awake, for the next hour
trying to untangle yourself
from the bed linen web
giving in, fading into oblivion of sleep
then the alarm goes off, and out the window
Sleep tight if you’re still awake, ha de Gött!
Swedish version
För varma, genomblöta svettiga lakan
för kallt, var är täcket
den för mjuka kudden är för hård
varför kan han inte komma, bara en snabb sväng förbi
sprida det där magiska pulvret i mina ögon
Jon Blund, snälla kom in
placera två sumobrottare på mina ögonlock
låt dem vinna denna kamp
slumrar, bara för att falla över kanten
med en smäll slår du i golvet
klarvaken, nästa timme
försöker du reda ut dig själv
från sängklädernas spindelväv
ger efter, försvinner i sömnens glömska
sedan går larmklockan, och ut genom fönstret
As the shadows draw closer
and the daylight fades into night
you can hear him tuning his violin
backed by the wind’s soft rustling in the leaves
and the beat of the waterfall
he plays his alluring tune
but beware and don’t get too close
Nixie’s wish is not to your best
The Nixie, Näcken in Swedish, is according to the old Scandinavian folklore a humanoid water spirit. He tries to lure you to the water in order to drown you. My grandmother used to scare us kids with him so we would not go close to the water.
If it sounds too good to be true it probably isn’t, ha de Gött!
Swedish version
När skuggorna närmar sig
och dagsljuset försvinner till natt
kan du höra honom stämma sin fiol
kompad av vindens mjuka prasslande i löven
och vattenfallets takt
han spelar sin lockande låt
men se upp och kom inte för nära
hans önskan är inte till ditt bästa
One of my favourite places. The waterfall Älgafallet (translates to Elk fall) half in Norway and half in Sweden. Flowing water is always fascinating, the same but never the same. Like an actor with different faces.
Winter in January, frozen solid in -15°C.
Thaw one week later in +5°C. The flood was so high I could not get any closer.
Late summer and early autumn in +15°C with a good flow after a wet summer.
Just go with the flow, ha de Gött!
A sunset for your Sunday, ha de Gött!
If you want to listen to the sound of silence the national park Tresticklan in Dalsland, Sweden is the place to go. The park is the largest uninhabited forest in south Sweden. The the 2906 hectares forest area has been growing untouched by humans since a big fire in 1830 in . One of the few remaining wild forests in southern Sweden.
I visited on a still day and between the birds singing there was complete silence. You could almost touch the silence. I did not see any of mammals you can find, moose, roe deer, fox, pine marten or wolfs but there was tracks.
I’ll be back, ha de Gött!
Shy lingonberries hiding behind the moss. Who I’m I to be the big bad wolf to eat the them.
Don’t ever take more than you need, ha de Gött!
She walks alone into the sunset
seeking shelter for the night
from the cold wind
Mu, ha de Gött!
Cows grazing as the sun sets behind the hills.
Autumn vibe, ha de Gött!
All naked it stands in the hidden valley of oak trees. Covered by the branches of the tree behind. Almost as a motherly protection.
This place has a very special vibe. Mystical and calm almost scary. The old oak trees stretching their slim branches like dancers to the sky and the sun. It is like the trees like to tell you a story, listen.
It is sometimes hard to see the forest for all the trees, ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 