... the world as I see it...

søndag 14. august 2011


"A dog, I have always said, is prose; a cat is a poem."

(Jean Burden)

lørdag 13. august 2011


Der skogen står fredfull og suser sin sang
Med Glomma i fanget så brei og så lang
Det ligger da Solør med Våler i nord
Det likeste stellet je veit på jord

søndag 7. august 2011


“There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.”

(Elizabeth Lawrence)

lørdag 6. august 2011

The walk

You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.
(Rabindranath Tagore)

torsdag 4. august 2011

Tracks in sand

"Sit in reverie, and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind"

(Henry Longfellow)

mandag 1. august 2011

Tyger, tyger

Tyger, Tyger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

(William Blake)