Summer paints its last canvases – by the sea. Layers. Annonser
Finally the colours are coming…but I guess they will not stay for long. Too much wind and rain – even hail. And two days ago I saw the lapwings like pearls thrown over the water, preparing to return south. In the early morning light the heron was almost one with the sun. And towards noon, […]Read Post ›
I am sorry, Ailsa, but I seldom photograph things fierce…these are both good humoured of course – but at least they might Look fierce! Go to more accurate fierceness here.
A lovely morning, maybe the last summer trip, in our very, very old canoe… The stillness in the air, the soft misty dew and the knowledge that this might be the end of a long, lovely summer.
We were so fortunate to get a guided tour at Tullstorp, the world famous dressage stable run by Jan Brink. Situated only fifteen kilometres from where we live, this was a fantastic opportunity for a look into another world. As a young boy Jan Brink played hockey in his home village, but as all the […]Read Post ›
Is it because of… …or because of or maybe because of… my longing for a Knight in Shining Armour… or at least a handsome knight… in any armour! It might also be for the fair ladies and a love of horses… …or for the spectacular jousting – and its Swedish Champions! […]Read Post ›
Heading for the Geysir area in the cold of the morning. There is not much traffic in Iceland, and they do not sand or salt their roads. This is post number six on Iceland, and there is one or two more to come. If you have missed out on the other ones, here are the […]Read Post ›
The challenge this week at Sylvain Landry, is Snow. Just returned from Iceland, naturally my entry will be some sturdy, Icelandic horses. 15 degrees below zero – they stand close together against the strong wind, awaiting the night fall.
Feet? They don’t have to be human, do they? Join in the theme here!