Fred er løfte om fremtid…

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You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.                                                                         ~Max Ehrmann (Desiderata: A Poem for a Way of Life)

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Peace is a promise of the future!

The sculpture “Piece is a Promise of the Future” made by artist Håkon Anton Fagerås, from Bø in Telemark, Norway, was reveiled august 6th 2006. 60 years after the United States released the atomic bomb over Hiroshima.

The sculpture is intended to be easy to interpret, provident and symbolise Northern Norwegian optimism. By appealing towards kids, it symbolises playfullness, future life, survivability, and with association of the message from Hiroshima.

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When things change inside you, things change around you.~Unknown

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Lens artists photo challenge

Nurturing Thursday

Weekend Walk 93

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I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy. Sylvia Plath (The Bell Jar)

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“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”~ Vincent Willem van Gogh

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Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.~ Henry David Thoreau

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Inspired by Becca’s Sunday Trees & Jo’s Monday Walk

Sunday Trees

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Time is different for a tree than for a man. Sun and soil and water, these are the things a weirwood understands, not days and years and centuries. For men, time is a river. We are trapped in its flow, hurtling from past to present, always in the same direction. The lives of trees are different. They root and grow and die in one place, and that river does not move them. The oak is the acorn, the acorn is the oak.~ George R.R. Martin (A Dance with Dragons)

For Becca’s Sunday Trees

Travel… missing it!

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Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime. ~Mark Twain (The Innocents Abroad / Roughing It)

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Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not.~Ralph Waldo Emerson, (Emerson’s Essays)

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For Tuesday Photo Challenge

Weekend 88 : Distance

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For Becca’s Sunday Trees

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There is a silent deference for one another, a distance that is kept, and lines that aren’t crossed, but in their sharing, they each try to pay tribute to the bond in their own way. As often as possible, they open up a little and give what they can.          Dan Groat

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Friendships – and indeed most relationships – are measured in the closeness of hearts, minds and soul ties… not in the distance of physical miles or even the passing of time. ~ Rasheed Ogunlaru

Jo’s Monday Walk

Lens-Artists-Photo-Challenge

Friday Fun – New normality

 

 

A river: Different seasons

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What do we call the river? Every moment the water is changing, the shore is changing, every moment the environment is changing, what is the river then? It is the name of this series of changes. ~ Swami Vivekananda

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A winter message from the river: Never surrender! Life can try to stop you, but somehow find a way to flow! ~ Mehmet Murat ildan

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Have patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself ~ Saint Francis de Sales

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Becca’s Sunday Trees &

Lens-Artists-Photo-Challenge

Stay safe.

A view from the top…

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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