
What is not to love
with autumn
a crescendo of color
from warm to cold
green grass covered in frost
from lull to storm
birds in formation
navigator set to south
nature smells
of settling down
Life is a cycle, ride on. Ha de Gött!


What is not to love
with autumn
a crescendo of color
from warm to cold
green grass covered in frost
from lull to storm
birds in formation
navigator set to south
nature smells
of settling down
Life is a cycle, ride on. Ha de Gött!


She stands there on the tiny rock. Firmly against all roaring winds and crashing waves. Calmly she blink with her green eye. Safe passage to still waters.
How I wish to be like her in the modern world. Every minute we are flushed over by impressions and alarming news. Curled up in that comfy armchair. An embrace to land in.
Oktober 10 is world mental health day. Make a difference. Smile, say hello to a friend or a stranger, ha de Gött!


Sea rescue passing Väcker lighthouse in full storm.
Ha de Gött!


Rays of light sipping through the thick foliage of the Oak and Linden trees.
Ancient rocks covered with soft green moss. Shaped and tossed around by the inland ice, or perhaps by the giant trolls sleeping their thousand year sleep in the hidden caves.
Leaf rustle around my feet as I slowly walk over the old stone fence.
Around me the acorns drop to the ground, or is it the squirrel throwing trying to hit me, tries to scare me off.
The forest is full of mystery, just stop and listen, imagine. Ha de Gött!


Fluffy clouds playing follow-the-leader over a small bay in Sannäsfjorden, ha de Gött!


Colorful leaf resting on its way to the ground. Ha de Gött!


Fading from green to yellow and long shadows. The cows have eaten all the grass and gone home. One more layer of clothes as the wind is getting colder, but the sun is still warm when it find an opening in the cloudy skies.
Get dressed for success, ha de Gött!


When the world around wobbles hard it feels good to have that calm anchor point to hold on to. Ha de Gött!


A bright red rose hip hiding behind a cluster of blackthorn.
Ha de Gött!


An acorn for your Sunday. This little Oak seed will most likely be winter food for birds or small rodents. The Eurasian jay often brings it into open fields and bury it in the ground for the winter. If not found it will germinate and, if surviving grazing animals, grow up to become a mighty Oak tree.
From small to mighty, ha de Gött!