Text and images Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
I am in Tønsberg, the oldest city of Norway.
Spring is late in Norway this year, and after a long, cold winter I am eagerly looking for spring along my paths. Sp I did yesterday morning, and from coffee near the canal my walk took me up to the castle hill.
The morning mist was about to leave. I got my photos, the next moment the sun was shining brightly.
On the way up the hill I passed a statue. Princess Kristina I read.
750 years ago there was a young girl living here, Princess Kristina, the daughter of King Håkon Håkonsson. In 1256 a group of men came from Spain all the way up to Norway to seek out this beautiful girl. The Spanish King Alfonso the Wise wanted Princess Kristina as a wife for his brother.
I found a simple bench where I could sit down, resting my back against the old castle wall stones. There, with my face towards the sun, I opened my diary. The shining silver amongst the grey path stones created themselves into words, a reflection, thoughts speaking directly to my heart.
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