JUNE BY NIGHT

It's June nights in Norway. The blond nights where the darkness never quite wins over the light. We came from my mother's in Sauda last week. The time was 1 a.m.
In driving by, Gunnar spotted the fog over Toskatjoenn. No blitz was necessary. Pure magic!

MY FAVORITE SEPIA

Your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low,
why do you breathe so low?


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RUBY GARDEN JOYS

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It's rhododendron time in our garden
And poppy time too.
Serina has finished her studies for this semester and is now demonstrating ball playing as well as the lilacs, bell bush and the ever growing clematis.
Close up on the bell bush.
I wrote to Saija, we are fighting the thermometer. Since it often shows 50 Fahrenheit degrees, or less, I bring an old eiderdown to keep me warm.
Gunnar has become "The apostle of high spirits" in his Tai Chi group. You can see how it works.
Serina relaxing in our hammock. "Oh, Mamma, I've got freckles!" A wonderful heritage from Gunnar's beautiful, redhaired mother.
The Italian copy of Vogue is perfect for dessert.
Guess I should have saved this for "window Pictures" Our basement window reflecting our garden.