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I used to be so much more confident doing cross country skiing than I am now. My body feels too stiff, what if I fall? So when Marta came home Sunday morning and went out skiing with Terje, I drove down to the river, bird watching.
Another bird watched was there already, with a bag full of breads, making quite an activity among the birds.
I found a perfect spot to stand with my camera,
and had a lot of fun :-)
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I made a new podcast today, no 4:2019
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Endelig begynner det å bli litt lenger dager, og dagslys nok til at det blir bedre bilder.
Finally the days are getting longer, giving me daylight enough for photos.
Jeg var nok likevel litt for utålmodig i dag tidlig. Skulle på jobb og hadde ikke tid til å vente.
Still, I was a little too fast this morning. Was heading for work and did not have time to wait.
Lopigenseren, lopapeysa til Leander ble ferdig forrige kvelden. Den er vasket og tørket på badegulvet, og endelig fikk jeg tatt bilde av den.
I finished the lopi sweater, lopapeysa, for Leander the other night, washed it and put it down on the bathroom floor to dry, and finally I made a shot.
Sammen med riddari-genseren til Ingrid,
Together with the ridder-sweater for Ingrid,
og den første kambur-genseren jeg strikket til Leander, som han nå har vokst fra og som lillebror skal arve,
and the first camber-sweater I knitted for Leander, which he has grown out of and which little brother will inherit,
kan jeg nå fryde meg over tre flotte lopi-gensere. Og skal snart starte på en fjerde.
I can now enjoy three great lope-sweaters. Soon to start the forth.
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I den nyeste strikkepodcasten min snakker jeg om Island og islandsstrikk og islandsgensere og islandsk litteratur:
In my latest knitting podcast I talk about Iceland and Icelandic knitting and Icelandic sweaters and Icelandic litterature:
På instagram finner du meg som @brittarnhildsstrikkedagbok
On instagram you find me as @brittarnhildsstrikkedagbok
På Ravelry er jeg BrittArnhild
On Ravelry I am BrittArnhild
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It is snowing. It has been snowing for days, and it goes on and on and on and on and.......
I have been in Oslo for a couple of days, and was picked up at the airport this afternoon by an airport taxi.
All these pictures are taken through the front window of the taxi.
A small accident, but nothing serious. Life goes on as usual when it snows in Norway.
Finally I can see my own house.
More snow is predicted the coming days.
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When you have lived 60+ years, as I have, your life is filled up with routines. Good routines, not so good routines, conscious routines, not so conscious routines....... you know what I mean.
Routines are good, but they can also prevent you from discovering more of the world. The rainbow has seven colours, what if you live day in and day our only registering five of them, or four or six. Or, what if the rainbow has more colours, what if it has 10, 15, may be even 20. But you cannot see them, you are too busy focusing on the seven, or the five, the four, the six.
I love my routines. Love to know that I start my day having a shower, read on the bus downtown, stop at the grocery store on my way home andput my best foot forward knowing that my feet will take me to milk, fruit, spaghetti, orange juice, a nap after dinner, coffee and a snack with Terje while we watch the news. Going to bed at the same time every night, almost. The routine makes my days good, safe, predictable.
Then, one day, almost out of the blue, comes a day when you have to do something different, take a detour, walk the road less traveled. A day without routines.
Then my adventurous self wakes up. My eyes seek what they have not seen before, the wind feels different, wait, isn't there another smell in the air?
Good days. Bad days. Routines. A road less traveled.
It is still me. Always me. And I want to live my life whole, and full. I want to use the talents which where given me by The One who breathes his spirit into me the day I was born.
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In my blog world today:
maskerade - my knitting blog, and......drum roll, I am back to writing it in English AND Norwegian :-)
My most recent knitting podcast, knitting a fairytale:
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20. dag jul, the 20th day of Christmas and finally time to say goodbye to yet another lovely holiday. I store away my nativities, enjoying every single one of them. Not all has been out for this Christmas though, they have become too many to display at the same time. I did have a plan this Christmas to start making a catalog (read blog) about all the creches I have, but so far I haven't yet started. Well, I do not need Christmas to do it, I can start any time, can´t I :-)
Here is part of the nativity village on its way down to the basement, where I now have two glass cabinets, floor to roof, with space enough for, well, not all of my collection, but most of it.
Since I did not put up all my nativities this Christmas, I had room to play with other items. Like this little snowman forrest.
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When do you store away your Christmas?
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No blogging for a few days, I needed a little break, but today I plan to update a few blogs. Will post links here as I go, so come back to see what is happening in my blog world:
Med bøker på menyen - my book journal
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Thank you for your comments to my previous posts. For a blogger it is of great inspiration to hear from the readers, and even more so when you, like me, know that so many of your readers are your dear friends :-)
I have read your comments, I have done more thinking, I love to wear my thinking cap, and I am back to where I began, and where I've always been - blogging about everyday life.
Every day life, the best life. yes, of course it is. Holidays, travels, extraordinary days.......we need them, we are lucky to be given them, but their main purpose is to give background to the everydays, the days which come and go like beads on a string, the days which make up our lives. Our holy lives.
Our winter so far has been dark and wet. But the night before yesterday it started to snow. Just a little dusting, but as it went on and on and on, still only dust, but dust that did not bow away, my world looked like a winter fairytale this morning. It is my day off, I had nothing planned, so the choice was easy.......
Out, out, out to shower myself in this blessed white. Out for a long walk, a hike, in my woods.
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Coming back home I did the first knitting podcast of 2019. Only in Norwegian, but there might be some knitting to look at anyway ;-)
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Active blogs these days:
Britt Arnhild´s House in the Woods
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Back to work, back to everyday life, and (back to) thinking of where to take my blog. I write "the blog", though I have more blogs now than I can count. This one was my first, and it is the one I count as my main one. 14 years this January since I started Britt -Arnhild´s House in the Woods. That's a long time. First four m months on blogspot before moving over to Typepad.
I have put myself in the thinking box today.......and for a few days. And as I sit here I think I need your help. I do have some ideas, but still - what to YOU want me to blog about to make it interesting for you to come back. To read what I write, to look at my photos, to want to comment, to come back tomorrow to read and watch again.
I am looking forwards to hear from you.
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In my blog world today:
Britt Arnhild´s House in the Woods
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We have been up in the mountains today, to the special bird watching place we found last year. The Teide bird, the blue finch, was there, and a few others :-)
Tomorrow we fly home.
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Blogs updated today:
Britt Arnhild´s House in the Woods
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It is Terje´s birthday today. My present to him was 12 small notecards, each of them "the value" of a dinner or lunch for two, and also each of them for one of the months in 2019. One dinner or lunch, at a new place, every new month. You can see pictures of the gift in my journal blog, Britt Arnhild dagboksblader.
Starting today, with the first notecard, I wanted to take him somewhere special.
I know John, a British author, who lives part of the year in Tenerife with his wife. Besides writing books John also writes about food and restaurants, so I contacted him, knowing that he was the one to give me the best recommendations. And I was right. John mentioned a few places, and sent me a facsimilie of what he had written, and I stated the long and tedious work of contacting the restaurant. Several emails and many tries to reach then on the phone, later, I had a table for two booked :-)
What a great place. When we arrived we were given a table and then asked to go to the counter to order. We understood very few of the Spanish names of fishes and seafood, but it was all there to look at, to point out, fresh from the sea. "We have no idea what to order!" I said, "but it is my husbands birthday today. Will you please make us something special"
Which they did!
We were so stuffed when we were finished, we had to go directly back to our hotel to rest. Terje near the pool, I in the bed.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Terje.
My blogs updated today:
And you can read more about John Searancke here.
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We have been to the capitol of Tenerife today, Santa Cruz. One of the places I wanted to visit was the old church, the oldest church more correct, Nuestra Señora de la Concepción, from 1502.
And old priest was standing halfway inside, halfway outside the church.
"Do you speak English? I asked
....... no answer
"Is the church open?"
.......still no answer, but he looked at me and I could see he was thinking.
Then he rose first five, then six fingers. "Six" he said.
I could of course have climbed up on this roof and asked the painters to let me in.
I did not though!
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Blogs updated today:
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