In a tiny little street, almost in the middle of Trondheim, well, let´s say a ten minutes walk from the market place, a tiny little house is put up for sale. A blue bench calling out my name: "Buy me, will you BrittArnhild? I am here for you!"
How I would love to! I could make it my own tiny little studio. My cabin in the city. A perfect place to start my photo walks. To blog about Trondheim. To gather a few friends for tea and homemade chocolate cake, then walk together looking for secret spots in Trondheim. And in the end gather in the tiny little house again, for a glass of wine, a plate of cheese and a basket of tales to share.
I will not buy the house.
I already have The House in the Woods,
and I have Rastarbo, our countryside cabin,
and I have my millions of travels around the world.
But the dream will stay in me.
A tiny little house with a blue bench.