I’m just home from a fantastic tour north of the Arctic Circle. To a familiar place just like so many years before. We spent 2 x 10 hours in car both over and under mountains:
all the way from Bergen to Skjerstad in Salten. A fantastic tour. Crossing the Arctic Circle we knew we were almost at our goal.
Outside the Arctic Circle Centre there is a beautiful pillar of local pink marble:
We spent some wonderful, WARM summer days at and around Skjerstad. This was the view from the car-window on the road to Bodø
and one of the bridges over Saltstraumen
Even on a gloomy day ther are beauty in an overgrown garden
And of course, I had to take the usual trip up at my favourite place, Skarvhamran, a very windy hill crest, where the pines grows very slow, gets crooked, old and dies eventually, just to stand as dried sculptures.
And at the top I found these three charming birches:
Well back in Bergen, I headed south to Løkken in Denmark, to celebrate my brothers 70thbithday. Here was a totally different landscape, no mountains but charming bathing huts at the beach
And turning around I was met by this wonderful blue sea
So many impressions to keep me busy through the winter, hopefully some of it will end in one of my quilts.