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Can you see the little house to the right in the picture? It is Casa Marta, a new little house at Santa Maria a Ferrano, the retreat center in Toscana where I have spent the past two Easters. Casa Marta (House Marta) is a new little house, open to rent, perfect for two, or for one wanting to write.......
One can always dream.......
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Some of you might remember that I used to write a blog about the squirrel family in our garden. I don´t add to the blog anymore , at least not for the moment. But the blog is still online, and can be found here:
Familien Frø-Nøtt
The blog also had its own page on facebook, and since we still have squirrels in the garden, and I still photograph them, almost daily, another little squirrel, probably a great grandchild of the one who wrote the blog, has decided she wants to continue her great grandma´s work - to keep up, not the blog but the facebook page. With (almost) daily photos and tales.
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Some of you might follow my knitting blog maskerade. Here is today´s post:
The joy of starting a new project
A new baby is due in January, and I am busy knitting for this new little family member. I have had so many ideas in my head and my heart, for months the ideas have been flying around, but it was not until yesterday I finally sat down with paper and my coloured pencils, trying to transfer some of it into a pattern.
I bought the yarn many weeks ago. Not because I had a specific plan how to use it, but because I fell in love. With then colours, with the softness of the fibers. Lille lerke (little lark) from Dale of Norway, 50% merino wool, 50% Egyptian cotton. I know it will be perfect for a winter baby.
Today I am doing the very first knit and purl. The start of a new project is always the best, and from there it only gets better.......
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In my blog world today:
dagens lille grønne - daily ideas for a green living
maskerade - my knitting blog
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"On the road" again. This time two days with the priests in our diocese. We are staying in a hotel at Selbu, the land of Selbu knitting.
If I am lucky, I might find time tomorrow, during the lunch break, to visit the local yarn shop. Today though I did some thing just as important in the break. I went for a walk.
And on my walk I met this lovely old birch tree. A silver birch.
An old silver birch with stories to tell. A tale in every leaf and now she has sent all the leaves out in the world, with the wind, to spread her tale of creation, of good, of growth, of songs in the wind.
I asked her to send a tale or two your way, and guess what! She agreed.
So look out :-)
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In my blog world today:
(will be updated)
maskerade, my knitting blog
dagens lille grønne, daily ideas for a green living
Britt Arnhilds naturdagbok, my nature journal
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@brittarnhild
Terje woke me up at 6.30 this morning. He had already had breakfast and was ready to bicycle to work. "It is wet outside" he said. "Not only wet, it is a thunderstorm and the first snowflakes are falling"
Wet, thunderstorm, snowflakes, biking to work!!!!! I was still almost asleep when he came over and kissed me goodbye.
An hour later I could see for myself.
Well, the thunder had stopped, the snowflakes had melted and I did not bicycle but took the bus.
But it was wet, wet, wet.
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In my blogworld today:
(will be updated)
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We left the cabin after an early breakfast this morning, for several reasons. One of them was an art & craft fair which I wanted to visit. For a couple of years I have followed @2vflakk on instagram. She makes the cutest art from driftwood. Many of the pieces are she creates are the holy family, and I have wanted to buy one and many for a long time.
@2vflakk lives in my corner of the world, three hours north of Trondheim, and I have been searching for an opportunity to meet her, and buy some of her art. Then I learned, from instagram, last week, that she would come to Trondheim yesterday and today, taking part in an art and craft fair.
Of course I had to be there.
I already regret that I did not buy more.......
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In my blog world today:
(come back for updates)
Med bøker på menyen, Books on the menu. My reading journal
dagens lille grønne, green, sustainable ideas
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There is an aspen just outside our cabin windows. Well, actually there are more than one, but this special aspen is the one I follow through the year. From its black, bare branches in winter, the first leaves, which come late, later than the leaves on most other trees nearby, the whisper of the aspen leaves all through summer and then the let go in autumn.
I love the aspen. Its beauty, its stubbornness, its whispering song in the wind, its let go in autumn.
Last week we got a new UN report on climate changes, where they warn: we have 12 years to limit climate change catastrophe.
12 years! In 12 years I will be 72. Our grandson will be 15.
How do we act to this? What do we do? We all have a responsibility to ACT NOW!
I love my aspen. I love nature. And as I wrote in a post a few days ago - you do not destroy what you love.
I am searching for ways to act. I want to be creative. I write a nature journal, the blog Britt Arnhilds naturdagbok (Britt Arnhild´s nature journal) a blog which helps me to see, really see, with eyes, ears, tongue, fingers, feet, heart every single day. Through this nature journal I hope to share this love, hope to help others to see. I also have another blog, dagens lille grønne (daily green ideas) where my mission is to share ideas of a greener way of living
I need all the help I can get in this fight. We need all the help we can get. We need to fight together. We need to love together. For the sake of ourselves, for the sake of our children and our grandchildren. For the sake of all human beings. For the sake of nature. For the sake of Mother Earth.
Our aspen has lost most of its leaves now. I hope, I pray, that new leaves will sprout next spring, and the next after that, and in 12 years, in 20 years, in 50 years.......
Here is what The Guardian writes about it.
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In my blogworld today:
Finally, after some hard work this weekend, I am ajour on my cabin blog, Hyttelivet på Rastarbo, one blog post every day we are here
More work and my online journal is also up to date
Fløy en liten blåfugl, my birding journal
Britt Arnhilds naturdagbok, my online nature journal. Here it is difficult to see what is new, I am updating September for the moment :-)
dagens lille grønne, ideas for a green living
Med bøker på menyen, my reading journal
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In my blog world today
(as always updated all trough the evening):
Hytteliv på Rastarbo, my cabin journal.......several posts as I have been behind
Med bøker på menyen, Books on the Menu, my reading journal
Britt Arnhilds dagboksblader, my online journal
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The anniversary came, and went. We were in Italy and forgot all about it. It is 40 years since Terje said "I think I am in love with you......." In 40 more years I am 100. Will you still love me then Terje?
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Today we had more time. Still long work hours, but for lunch we had a two hours break.......everybody out.
I did not know it yesterday, but the paths I photographed took us right into paradise.
The lunch break was all planned, with activities we were doing together, kind of teambuilding. A lot of laughter, a lot of challenges, kind of out of the comfort zone stuff.
Like when we were blindfolded and had to be lead by the person next to us. I could smell creation then, I could feel it, with my fingers, my hands, my feet inside the hiking boots, branches against my head, my ears listening to whatever they could hear. A woodpecker not far away.
Two eyes to see. What a wonderful blessing. No, three eyes. My blue pair, and the lense of my Nikon.
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