Hands

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am very small
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.

But everyday I'm growing . . .
I'll be all grown-up someday,
And all the tiny fingerprints
Will surely fade away.

So here's a real hand print
Just so you can recall,
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.

Celebrations!

... and we will meet now and then when we wish...

Fly free and happy beyond birthdays across forever...

... that never can end.

... in the midst of the one celebration...

Alnes

"Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill

Laughed in the sun and kissed the lovely grass"

- Rupert Brooke

Gone with the wind

Stardrops

"When it is darkest, men see the stars...."

(Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Flow

Seljefløyta

Jeg gikk alltid
med tele under foten
i skjær av froststjerner.

Men knopper skalv
under skjell som frosten kysste.
Og vatn svarvet i isen,
svarvet gjennom skinnende skåler
som stjerner sank i.

Jeg maktet vandringa gjennom vintrene
fordi jeg ville skjære
ei fløyte av selje
og spille på den om våren.

av Hans Børli

Tigersvans

Dog shake

Vinternatt i Romsdalen

Spring is in the air

Tracks in snow