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Guest post by Kristin: apples in my garden
Hi, I am Kristin at Krickelin and I am guest blogging here today.I usually write about pink flowers, messy thoughts,tangled braided hair and nude bathing in the ocean.But, let me put these things asideand welcome september and the autumn.Let me tell you about the small apple tree outside my kitchen window.Bugs are eating on the applesso that my kids refuse to take them to school.But I use them.A lot.Apple pie with vanilla...
Some thought about change....
When i took a little walk early this morning i noticed how much change the nature in my neighborhood had gone through just in the last several days. Autumn seems to have set in full speed here now and i can't use the words "late summer" anymore when i am describing the days because suddenly there is VERY AUTUMN here. All the late summer apples in my neighbors garden have fallen to the ground, yellow and orange leaves are dancing in the wind and not...
Scandinavian poetry, part eight.
I am so facinated by all the insects and small animals there is to be found around us,this little one took a rest on my veranda floor some days back. He reminds me of a King wearing his long soft velvet cape! A while back i read the book The sound of a wild snail eating and in summer The book of bees, it is such a facinating thing to learn more about the worlds of these tiny creatures...A poemby the norwegian poet Rolf Jacobsen (1907-1994)Green lightCreatures...
Scandinavian poetry, part seven
Cobaltby Rolf JacobsenColors are words’ little sisters. They can’t become soldiers.I’ve loved them secretly for a long time.They have to stay home and hang up the sheer curtainsof our familiar kitchen, bedroom and den.I’m very close to young Crimson, and brown Siennabut even closer to thoughtful Cobalt with her distant eyes and untrampled spirit.We walk in dew.The night sky and the southern oceansare her possessionsand a tear-shaped...
