On The Far Side Of The Sea

I hate to admit it, but at times I am a little sloppy. Too sure of myself, too hasty and lazy to look up words in my fat, red dictionary. T...

Sigve has been hospitalised once more. We're all mourning. Maybe just therefor I need to hold on to some of the bright moments of this ...

Serina II Serina III and IV I am a descendant of coast women, mostly. My fore-mothers were a long line of strong, conscious, educated, but...

I am a bit distressed over mixing the date of Canada Day. So I'll reveal a secret to make up for it. Gunnar has had a long going affair ...

Oh, gift of God, oh, perfect day, where I am allowed to harvest gifts for free. Monday is hiking day. On our way we found big bushes of b...

Mother,this is how I think of Grand Dad, Serina says. Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art ...

Slowly I'm regaining the feeling of being alive. Yesterday I went to the grocery store, buying food, for the first time in weeks. I'...

In this church my father was christened 86 years ago My mother, brother, husband , Serina and I were allowed a moment alone. Greetings came...

My father is struggling dying. With his strong and willful heart, that might take some time. My poor, kind, wise, caring, loving and yet hum...

We've had some extraordinary tough fifty days from Easter to Pentecost. One of Gunnar's aunts died, another was hospitalized to hav...