Christmas reflections

Nå tennes tusen julelys
det stråler rundt vår jord,
og himlens stjerner blinker ned
til liten og til stor.

Skywatch

http://skyley.blogspot.com

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Nonstop

Candles

I anledning 3.søndag i advent...

The Road

On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world. Query: how does the never to be differ from what never was?

ICE

There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.

Skywatch

For a brief moment a dull afternoon, this wonderful sky appeared out of nowhere. No need
for Photoshop when reality is this good!
For more sky pictures:

http://skyley.blogspot.com

Autumn is a second spring, where every leaf is a flower

Mountains

Undrer meg på hva jeg får å se
over de høye fjelle?
Øyet møter nok bare sne.
Rundt omkring står det grønne tre,
ville så gjerne over;-
tro, når det reiser vover?

Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

Circle of life

When you were born, you cried
and the world rejoiced.
Live your life
so that when you die,
the world cries and you rejoice.

White Elk

Feline fatale stare

Big brother is watching you.......