Inspiration : The process of being mentally stimulated to do or feel something, especially to do something creative.
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As I said in my previous post, last Thursday we had our annual ski/tour day in my office. It’s like a team building activity. I opted to join the tour/hiking group. Here are some images which I dedicated to Jo’s Monday walk theme, its been a while since I participate in it.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
Silent Spring)
Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity ~ Our National Parks)
Some places were difficult to walk but fortunately I managed it without spikes. Going uphill was easier than going down. As the other road was facing south west there was not much snow and going downhill was OK but hard on knees for the incline was steep.
And lastly
When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps ~
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5th of March was our annual tour/ski day in office. The possibilities were to join downhill or cross country ski or a hiking tour. I chose the third option. I will write and share my experience in another post. For now it’s the tree on the top.
A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions ~Oliver Wendell Holmes
Becca’s Sunday Trees
An incredible story about a lady born on 7th November in 1867. In 1890, she was 23 years old without any formal degree, working as a governess in her father’s friends house in Warsaw to help support her sister who was struggling to get an education in Paris. She fell in love with the elder son of the family who refused her as she had no prospects or money. Heartbroken and weary she wrote to her sister Bronia that she was stupid, would remain stupid and nothing would ever come of her life…
… Thirteen years on she won a Nobel Prize along with her husband Pierre, and won another one for Chemistry eight years later. Marie Curie was one of the greatest and bravest scientists ever. Her research notes are still radioactive and she died of cancer from radiation.
Years later, that elder son who she sought, Kazimerz, became one of Poland’s most famous mathematicians. As an old man he was often seeing sitting quietly beside mother’s statue at the Radium Institute in Warsaw.
(Joy Bhattacharjya)
Inspired by Becca’s Nurturing Thursday
Peel away the layers of your own mask and let your light shine ~Unknown
I am going to share a story, a real one which I heard today.
Yesterday a young boy celebrated his birthday. Everyone was busy during day so the family decided to meet in the evening. Being young and energetic he lives alone in his own house very close to city centre. He has a small garden where he grows potatoes. I have heard this many times, Norwegians are very fond of potatoes but growing potatoes in city centre surprised me. Anyways every year he uses the home grown potatoes for Christmas dinner. I am impressed. Are you not?
During the family gathering on 17th of May, the Norwegian national day, someone asked about what present he would like for his birthday. He made a joke and said I always wanted to have a steam engine (dampmaskin på norsk) and yes some eye brows were raised.
One family member decided to look for it secretly and he found a fantastic model of a steam engine in a hobby shop.
I used internet to learn more about the reason for this fascination. If you have 4.51 minutes to spare, do watch this.
I must say, I like this promotional short film. Looks like so much fun if one is interested in mechanical work.
Now back to the story, the young boy made Bergen’s famous “hvit dame kake”, it’s a very traditional kake for any kind of celebration. Hopefully the picture (from internet) gives you some idea. It’s marzipan cake with layers of cream and jam.
He also made hot chocolate for everyone, not cocoa but traditional hot chocolate.
Hero of our story was very happy meeting his family and he liked the gifts including “dampmaskin” very much. What a great way to celebrate one’s 96th birthday. To make cake and hot chocolate for the kids (now in 60’s and 70’s ) and for grand kids in their 40’s.
The boys sat and discussed about various parts of the steam engine, including the motor and the extension where a woodcutter is in action as an application.
I am sure he will have good time with this new activity in coming days.
Hobbies make us happy – so ignore the mockery and enjoy!!!
For Becca’s Nurturing Thursday!
PS. This 96 year old boy keeps a 180 days bus pass as it is much cheaper than buying ticket everyday when he goes to cafe to meet his friends.
