Britt-Arnhild's House in the Woods

Autumn break in the mountains

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It is an old tradition with a week off from schools around the first or second week of October. It used to be called "potetferie" potato break, and my mother remembers when she was a girl she and her classmates were sent out to farms nearby the city, staying there for a week, helping with the potato harvest. 

We harvested our potato land a couple of weeks ago, so no need for that this week. Instead we took Leander with us and drove up in the mountains for a few days. Leander is in first grade now, so this is his very first potetferie, or autumn break as we call it nowadays.

We are staying at the cabin of Terje´s brother and his wife, a couple of hours south of Trondheim, close to the old mining city Røros.

Last night we went out with our headlights, which can be quite scary when you are five, soon to be six, and a little afraid of the dark. It turned out to be a very exciting experience though, and we all agree that this is something we will do again tonight. And of course repeating the coming back inside treat with hot chocolate and mashmallows.

Today it is snowing, the first snow of the year, and blowing hard. Not at all the hiking weather we had planned. But we have been out feeding the birds, exploring the area, and now we are waiting for the sun to come back, may be we can have a hike then :-)

The first two photos were taken this morning, when I was out to greet the day.
Two photos were taken last night, and the one of Terje with the birdhouse in daylight just before it started to snow.

 

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I am making sure to record filming for you to show in an upcoming episode in Britt Arnhild´s World.
Make sure you see this one, from our stay at the Obrestad Lighthouse.

 

 

To the Lighthouse

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I am so happy to tell you that I have found a rhythm on my videos on YouTube which works very well for me, and hopefully for you as well. As you know I started my YouTube channel in English, then after some time, several years ago, turned the video updates into Norwegian. Then, a couple of years ago, I startet to do them both in Norwegian and in English. It worked for some time, but in the end I had to realise it was too much work for me.

The last few months have been kind of back and forth, partly because of travelling, partly because of a long sleep my computer had, partly because life has been too busy.

But now, finally, it seems like I have found the working way, the path less traveled so to say.
One week I will do a Norwegian episode, the next week one in English, then back to a Norwegian one, and so on. I have tried this for a few weeks now, and really like the way it turns out.

This week is the English week, and today I have posted a video I have been waiting to do for several weeks now, with footage from a trip Terje and I had down south to the village where he was born, combining it with an overnight stay in a lighthouse. I dod quite a lot of filming from the lighthouse and the amazing beaches nearby, and this is what I let you enjoy with me in the episode.

There is more in the episode as well, of course, as usual. I talk about several different knitting project and I read from one of Virginia Wollf´s books, not To the Lighthouse, but The Waves.

Enjoy:

 

 

A new life to my Mac Book Pro

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My dear Mac died a few weeks back. I had to take it downtown to the Apple Store, and finally got it back yesterday.

 

The first thing I did this morning was to make a new (English) episode for YouTube, with all the amazing footage I had from our trip from our cabin, along the Atlantic Ocean Road down to the city of Molde.

Enjoy!

 

 

 

Welcome to the City of Roses

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Molde, a small city in the northwestern coast of Norway. Molde, the City of Roses, a name it got more than a hundred years ago.
Even though we are north in Europe, the climate here, close to the Atlantic Ocean, is good for roses and also garden flowers in general.

History tells that every cruice ship which enters the city is given a bouquet of roses from the hotel directors. This continues even today.

You find flowers everywhere in the city, even up on the roof of the municipality hall. I took some footage from there, which I will add in an upcoming video.

From our cabin we take a ferry and then drive for 2-3 hours, over The Atlantic Ocean Road, as I showed you yesterday, and not long afterwards we are in The City of Roses. We went there two days ago and stayed overnight at Hotel Scandic Seilet (The Sail). Our room was up on the 7th floor. I love heights, the view was amazing.

We had a lovely walk Sunday afternoon, another one on Monday morning,

and before heading back for our cabin, we drove up in the hills to see the city from above. Wherever you are in Molde you can see the mountain skyline across the fjord. I am sure Molde is the city in the world with the most beautiful, scenic view.

 

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In my next English YouTube video I will take you along The Atlantic Ocean Road and also to Molde.
Meanwhile, why not watch an old episode, from October last year:

 

 

 

If I had a flower shop

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If I had a flower shop I would cover the pavement outside my shop with rose petals.

Red, yellow, white, purple. Like smiles to greet the passerby.

If I had a flower shop.......

 

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I don't have a flower shop and I guess you don't have one either.
But we can always cover our paths with rose petalsRed, yellow, white, purple.
Like smiles to greet the passerby.......

 

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I took these images in Molde today. Molde is Norway´s  City of Roses
And quite a lot of other flowers.

 

Driving the Atlantic Ocean Road

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Having worked with roads for 40 years, the first thing my newly retired sivil engineer husband wants to do after his retirement last week, is travelling along spectacular roads.

We are spending a few days at the cabin, and decide to drive down to the charming city Molde for an overnight stay.

The way south to Molde take us along the Atlantic Ocean Road, an area I guess you might have seen on spectacular tourist films from Norway.

We have driven this road many times, but today we decided to stop, here, there and everywhere, to explore. Which turned out to be a very good choice. Like here, when we hiked near the ocean and found an instalment where the artist had played with "cream from a spray can", at least, that's what it looked like.

At the end of the road we came to the small fishing village Bud, and had lunch there. We ate bacalao and fish balls. Did you know that the stockfish for bacalao comes from this part of the world?

I took quite a lot of footage along the way, and will share in my next English video.

 

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Meanwhile you can still enjoy this one:

Welcome to our cabin

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Welcome to our cabin.
Yes, you read correctly, I am inviting you over to our paradise on earth. Our cabin, and especially our cabin terrace:

 

 

 

Travel the world or chasing local sun rays

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We are both retired now.
Free to do whatever we like.

Sleep all day.
Do the dishes tomorrow, or next week.
Eat popsicles for dinner.
Dance trough the night.
Travel the world.

Well, I hate late mornings and sleeping during the day.
We both want to do the dishes just after we have eaten.
Popsicles give me brain freeze.
The night is for sleeping and none of us are dancers.
Travel the world is for a non-pandemic time

So what have we done then?
This first week of our united retirement?

 

We have gone to our cabin.
To live the simple life in the forest:
Feed the birds.
Tend our cabin garden.
Eat our simple meals.
Watch the stars and may be even the aurora borealis.

But most of all, chase the local sun rays.

 

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The wrist warmers in the pictures are two of my huge collection of hand knitted wrist warmers.
You can see more of them in my most previous YouTube-Video:
It is in Norwegian, but the music, the footage, the images and my smile is universal.
So is also the glimpses of my parents, my mother playing the piano, my father listening to her, the love of his life.