@brittarnhild
I think I have already told you that my mother has a favorite song, Hver dag er en sjelden gave, Every day is a precious gift. Every single night she plays it on her piano. She has passed the song forward to me, and though the day I find myself huming......hver dag er en sjelden gave, en skinnende mulighet.......
The song followed me yesterday, when Terje and I took our Sunday morning cabin hike. A small rucksack was packed with a thermos with coffee, a box with left over chocolates from Christmas, the sky was deep blue, the sea a mirror. An eagle was flying low, searching for his lunch, a man, one of the locals, stopped for a chat, a dog, a black one, looking precisely like a bear, decided he wanted to hike with us.
Every day, a precious gift....
....some more precious than others.
