I’m back! Sorry for not posting for a while, but a lot of has happened, among others some traveling. Firstly I was in Våler and Elverum. Quite briefly, without any sightseeing plan, but I got some pictures.
It happens that recently I wrote two poems, in quite a wild act of nostalgia. They aren’t much – more like a description of a feeling you get on a sunny day. Besides the fact of their simplicity, I still wanted to share them.
So last weekend on Saturday I drove to Sweden, to a little town called Charlottenberg. Yes, I actually drove a car. If you want to know how possibly I didn’t die in a car crash, read more.
Some people say when you’re sad or stressed, go to sleep. I say: go for a walk.
What’s better for chill and slow little Sunday evening than few Norwegian poems? Let’s dive together into those beautifully composed art pieces in this fine, spring day (well at least I hope you guys having a lovely spring as well).
A young vocalist, poet, musician, and songwriter from Bergen, the most beautiful city in Norway. His music is marked by, quite common for people from the west region here, the burr (skarre-r in Norwegian). If you want to know what exactly is this burr, you need to check out his music.
Okay, I may not be a big fan of winter sports. Never went to the Alps for some skiing during winter holidays. The only “winter” sport I have enjoyed myself ever since is ice skating. But, thanks to my university, I know now, that there’s much more to enjoy.