Welcome 2016

The year is a month old already. Day has gained as much as 50 minutes from new year’s eve. I am looking longingly out the

Markets and krumkaker

That month just flew by. Now we are in the final days of 2015, only a few days left of this old and worn year.

And then it was time again. To become a saleswoman, or “kremmerkone” as it named in norwegian. I have contemplated setting up a booth earlier

In Trier, the German city – stands this large roman city gate build from 186 AD to 200 AD. It is called Porta Nigra. It is named

The first harvest of my redcurrant berries. Rips – in Norwegian. I have 3 shrubs in my tiny garden, and this year I might beat

Reading my online newspapers today they are full of remembrance. Memories of that day four years ago when Norway lost it`s innocence. We all feel