Ailsa’s Travel theme goes all the way to Tibet this Friday – See more Flutter here.
Thousands and thousands of prayer flags, fluttering over the mountain roads.
Ailsa’s Travel theme goes all the way to Tibet this Friday – See more Flutter here.
Thousands and thousands of prayer flags, fluttering over the mountain roads.
Cheri at WordPress gives us an interesting challenge:
This week, find inspiration in a piece of art. Then, imitate it.
Paris, the Louvre – inspirational!

OK, this is eight years ago…but we still have fun together – 6 monkeys and my daughter, the photographer. 7 generations? More imitaions here.
Pets – our greatest friends! My two guys, Mille and Totti, digging a hole together, and my friend’s cat, Hoho in his sofa.
Join in or visit Cee for more pets!
Marie Ledin, managing director of the Polar Music Prize, says: ”Max Martin and Cecilia Bartoli have both contributed an incredible amount to music in their respective fields. They embody what the Prize represents; excellence in the world of music.”
Sometimes…(despite everything…) I am very proud of my country, Sweden, and when it comes to music there might be a reason for it.
It does not come natural to Swedish people to be proud of their country – we always think of the shortcomings and the mistakes, and ”this could have been done in a better way”. But with music – I think we should be happy about our contributions to the world. Only a few names…Jenny Lind, Birgit Nilsson, Roxette, ABBA, Ace of Base, Avicii, Max Martin…
Congratulations to Max Martin, the great hit- maker, for being awarded the Polar Music Prize!
There were some soft, grey feathers lying under the feeding tree yesterday. There were quite a few suspects as well: the magpies, the sparrow hawk and the goshawk. Today I spied a fourth suspect-

I gave a loud shout and grabbed the camera before he jumped off the trunk. A beautiful cat, but that is no excuse…
As I am still in Iceland…at least in my mind – here is the frozen Gullfoss. And I assure you, it was COLD. Hang on to the tiny left corner to warm you up… For more cold things, click here and visit Cee.

The much loved, Swedish poet and writer Bodil Malmsten is dead. Two hours ago I heard it on the news. She was in her seventies only and a brilliant thinker and poet. I cannot say how sad this day is – no more poems, books, subtle humour or new thoughts to look forward to. She had such a crisp and different look upon things…something we all needed. Many of us has got her last book by our beds today.
Media is filled with personal memories of her and people’s thoughts of what she has meant to them. She said herself she was not afraid of the big secret – what happens after death. She also said about her cancer: Why not me? Where many of us would think – Why me?
I guess I should not ask – Why you, Bodil. But I do.
Time – we are all moving in it – and through it. And looking back…through what we think is a clear window frame, we realize the blur and the shadows. Time changes everything, and we can never know or be certain about the way everything looked or worked…
Not in Ostia Antica, Rome, and not even yesterday, at home. In our minds we can imagine or remember – but the moment in time is gone.
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