And today is no exception.
With the busy life I live, Sundays become more and more essential. Slept long this morning as we always do, had a nice breakfast together and then Terje and I walked to church. It is so nice to walk in the neighbourhood during these early spring days. Almost all the snow has melted now, and though there is still not much green, we can see changes from day to day. Loved watching the bright red tulips in the garden of old Lars today. His garden is always such a pleasure to wander or drive by.
A choir was guesting our church, the student choir Con Anima. Their singing and playing was so fresh and filled with life, it set us all in a very good mood.
Back home we had coffee out in the garden, and then Marta and Terje took a bike ride while I took a walk in my beloved woods. I haven't been there in two weeks, and so many things have happend. Last time there was snow everywhere, though I did manage to find the first "leirfivel" - tussilago farfara (in latin). Now alot of the snow has melted, though there were still alot left and hard to find good places for walking. And I picked my first wood anemones (hvitveis) of the year. For as long as I can remember I have been out as soon as possible when spring arrive, to search for wood anemones. I think they must be my all time favorite flowers, though I know that as the weeks go by now, more and more "all time favorites" will grow. The anemones are always most beautiful when they are growing naturally, but I couldn't resist bringing with me quite alot home to decorate my desk.
The last two days I have spent in Tromsø, one of the northern cities of the world. 
I was in meetings most of the days with Norwegian Church Aid, but we had a night service in the Tromsø Cathedral Friday night, and we also did a walk in the city
on Saturday. And a long, long pub visit on Friday night after the service. The light when you are thus far north is exceptional, so you can't sleep away the nights :-)
On Saturday we had a seminar on Indiginous People and Minorities. Very interesting. 
A Sami woman from Norway told her story, and then a refugee woman from an indigenous tribe in India told the very strong and sad story of her people. It made me realise how poor I am to know so little about the people of our world. And how rich we are as human beings being able to get to know each other across the borders. A big thank from my heart to these two strond women!
