There will always be love in my heart for zoos and botanical gardens, for that display of what nature has to offer, preferably in such a way that feels natural and good to all that is on display for you to see and enjoy.
There is a small park here, nestled high up in the mountains and just getting there is an experience on its own, Continue reading
And here is part 3.
Our family is a little crazy. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean la la, dancing in the tulips naked kind of crazy. I mean legit mental problems that have developed over many years kind of crazy.
Part 2 of my travel writings.
Never tire of the sight of the sea from the window. The foamy white tops of the waves, driven towards shore by the gusting wind.
It feels wrong somehow to label the writing I produced during my trip as a plain blog post, for it is not written as I would normally write a diary entry, but I shall still call it blog, though it has some essayistic and poetic elements to it, here and there. From today and for another couple of days I hope you will enjoy my writings, this is part one.
So today I watched the last hobbit movie and I find that I do not feel that excited about it. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it and felt a nice sort of satisfaction that I had followed the tale to its very, very long end.
[ Spoilers below, in case you have not seen it yet] Continue reading
Let me paint you a picture, and tell a tale of overcoming fear.
I am a much younger version of myself, a girl who is not as little as she used to be, as when I had my yearly checkup I found out that I had reached the height of 140 centimeters. Why this was such a glorious thing would not become obvious until that summer.
I am definitely part of the Internet generation. My father got us online fairly early on during the days when internet pages were mostly text and what graphics existed took ages to load up. I still have vague memories of using the search engines which seemed to be the meat of the early internet, where I tried to find information that I could not find elsewhere in my small home town and I also vividly recall stepping away from the computer to fetch myself a drink while I waited for a webpage to fully load. But the internet back then was not only a useful tool, a hidden trove of information, it was also a safe haven for social outcasts and recluses, such as myself.