The super moon of the last nights means a high tide. The river Nidelven is influences by the tides, and when I walked over the Old City Bridge today, it looked like the old warehouses were floating in the water.
The houses have been standing for ages, and will probably stand for ages to come, though today it almost looked like one of the would tip into the water.
If you walk around in Trondheim these days, you will find dozens and dozens of orange scarves. They are made to help us make our city a warmer, more friendly city. They are made to give a warming hand to people who are cold during the winter. I am not sure how to translate the motto of thre campaign, but it is something like - please one who is dreading Christmas.
The orange scarf campaign, which is run by the City Mission, will give a lot of people a better and warmer Christmas.
I had fun yesterday taking photos of scarves spread arund in the city.
Next year I think I will knit a few scarves for the campaign.
I have been following the work for some time now. A couple of weeks ago it was finished, and now we have a new memorial in Trondheim. Just behind Vår Frue kirke, Our Lady´s Church. The memorial is for the victims of July 21st 2011, when 77 innocent victims lost their lives. One man, so much evil.
Five young people from Trondheim lost their lives during the terrorism on the small island Utøya, and the municipality of Trondheim has made this memorial.
Terra Incognita. An unknown territorium was revealed in the middle of our lives. On maps terra incognita is marked as blank spots.
When I saw the white memorial for the first time, my though was - this doesn´t fit in here in Trondheim. We don´t have any white stones like this. This is all wrong.
Since then I have been back many times. No, the white doesn´t fit it. Yes, this is all wrong. And that´s how it is meant to be. Terra Incognita. An unknown territorium. A blank space.
Let us pray that what happend 21st of July 2011 will never happen again.
The red fallen leaves make it all the more dramatic. All the more wrong.
The wet, cold April weather continues. Every morning I am out, taking my garden walk, but you need a very good eye to see the growth in the garden. Good eyes yes, but the changes are there, and when I did a walk in the cathedral park after work today, a fairy had been there before me with her magic wand. The sky must have been too generous, giving away too much colour. Now I hope the blue scillas will give some back to the sky.
Walking out of the park, towards my bus stop, a walk I have done a million times before, I suddenly noticed the collection of red. Even the bare trees has stolen a little of the red colours, can you see that?
It is April, the sky is grey, the air is cold. But the world is filled with colours.
April is a month of spring, but it is also the month of winter´s last convulsions. I had planned to start the garden season today, but then I woke up to a white world with repeatedly snow showers. I plan to show photos of the first primulas in my garden blog today, but here I will take you on a walk along the river. A walk I did the other morning, to work.
The trees have not started to unfold their leaves yet, but still you can sense the coming green.
As I walked along the river, with my camera, I suddenly missed the Saturday camera walkes I used to take downtown. May be it is time starting them again?
Well, it will not be this coming weekend. Sunday is my birthday, but more important, Sunday is the baptism day of our grandson. The party after the baptism will be in our house, so our days are filled with preparations for the moment.
I had a meeting at the other side of Trondheim today. The meeting lasted all day and when we were finished my whole body wanted some fresj air, so I decided to walk back to the city and the bus home.
The colours were amazing. I could stand under a tree letting the falling leaves fill my mind with warm colours. I could walk in the leaf carpet, enjoying the crisp sound my feet made. I could let my eyes dance in the colour feast.
We have a very special rarity here in Trondheim, a lift for bicycles. Usually when I pass the area around the lift is filled with curious tourists, but today I saw only a solo biker. He had problems and in the end he had to give up and walk the steep hill.
The cathedral spire seen from the castle hill.
I can never in a million years get enough of this city of mine <3
I had a different photo walk today. Terje and I went downtown for a few errands, and on our way home we were to stop in Øysteins appartment, helping him with some handy stuff (Terje of course, I brought a book while the men worked) Øystein lives not far from the city center, so while Terje drove there, I decided to walk, with my camera.
Walking along cobbled streets. Looking at doors, windows, house paint, flowers.
All texts and photos by Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
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