Gunnar & Shakespeare

 

SONNET 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
William Shakespeare.

This old picture of Gunnar made my life shine this week.
Only Father Shakespeare's got the words to fill in .

Spring, marvellous spring

The winter in Norway has been long, cold, icy and dark. Driving through blizzard to and from my Mom has required the skill of an experienced and devoted driver and a four wheel drive. Our Gunnar.
Now we have passed spring equinox, the snowdrops, daffodils and hyacinths are blooming, no red so far, and the sun is shining 13 hours a day.
Time to wash the salt of the car and change the studded winter tires with lighter summer wheels. Most people wait till after Easter with the great car cleaning. Norwegians are weird, you see. Just as flowers, birds and green grass are pooping out from their safe winter hide away, people drag out tons of skiing equipment and drive on flocks up to the mountains.
I wouldn't change my life in the lowlands for a million bucks.
Life is good after all.

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What's in it for me?

Amidala likes to stay in control whatever activities are going on in our home, both indoor and outdoor.She prefers working outdoors, but when her pal is occupied in his study, she keeps him company.

"Tell me, what's so interesting about your iphone. I cannot see neither food nor fun there," Amidala is not amused.



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Ruby challenge

I did promise a report from our (Gunnar's) garage. Sometimes promises are hard to keep. Me and my big mouth. Six o'clock today, it's dark, the storm is howling and salt rain comimg in horizontally from west .

In his garage a man is eager working, wearing thick, fake fur lined coveralls. Gunnar is busy mending the automatic garage door opener.
The light is good for work, but not for photography. I simply had no time to use photoshop. What I saw, is what you get.

No problems fining red in the garage. Skis stashed up under the roof beams.

I don't even know the names on the tools Gunnar is using. This is so definitely his place.


Bar chairs beside the heavy work bench.
The man knows what a man needs to make the wheels turn around.

When spending hours working, often with mates, he needs to relax from time to time. The chair is not orange, but post box red. Genuine leather, Italian design. Best and finest chair we've ever had.

Serina and I are represented with our bicycles. I never had a driver's license. That is weird coming from a car family.

Gunnar's beloved MG. Made for export to America, hence the wheel on the left hand side. Her first owner bought her in San Francisco in 1953. Second owner bought her in Vancouver and brought her over to Norway. Third owner Gunnar has been in faithful relationship with the lady since 1971. 40 wonderful years together.

She's been a work under construction for a couple of years now. She's become a demanding old woman, and Gunnar has three more females craving his time, plus Amidala, our truck and Serina's car. Poor man. He has indeed deserved his red chair.

Half resting with yet another tool sake in his hands. Wrench maybe?

Here's the right red colour of the chair and Gunnar's gloves.
New haircut today, not bad at all.

The door is almost fixed.

Bits and pieces.

More.

The L is from when he and Serina had driving lessons. She came home glowingly proud. Dad had taught her to do reverse in 8 number shapes.
Later hand brake turn.
Oh, my. They spent some real quality time together, and Serina ended up being a very skilled driver.

The man and his car.

Wet gloves hung to dry.

Jackson's jack.

Gunnar never stops admiring the fine curves of the car. I agree. She may be old, but her beauty is for all to see.

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