Timber

We have a small forest area behind our barn, with some very tall, thin and old pine trees.. I love this little forest area. It's not only nice to look at and give you that living-close-to-nature-on the-country-side-feel, but also give us a bit protection from the autumn- and winter storms.

That's till the old trees started to fall over, in the very same storms. We had a number of trees falling last year, including a massive, tall and healthy one, tearing down a couple of thinner ones. We started out this year, with two trees falling. Like tiny tooth picks in the wind. It was just pure luck, that prevented any of them from hitting our 73' Oldsmobile Toronado, or our veteran camper for that matter.. We've been talking about chopping a few of the weaker trees, for some time now. But never got around to it. After severeal nights of poor sleep, with the storm howling around the corner. Watching the trees getting thrown forth and back, in the strong wind. Even having one more falling over. My love decided to take matters, in his own hands. As soon as we got home from work that day, he ran out there with the chainsaw and started chopping like a mad man on a mission. 

I could hear the noise from the chainsaw running, in our small forest. It went on for a while, before it suddenly got quiet. Soon after my love standing in the kitchen, with wild eyes and a pitch voice. "Didn't you hear me?" "I need help"... Oh-Oooooh. I wasn't sure what to expect, but from the look on his face I knew it wasn't good. As I walked out in the dark, winter evening, my suspiscions got confirmed. This huge pine tree, was leaning slightly to one side. But of course the wrong side. Towards our car tent and our winter car. Which just to make matters worse, we couldn't get started at the moment. No way we would be able to move the car. And no way the tree was going to fall any other way, than where it already was heading.. Total disaster waiting to happend! Tree was going down. And it did. With a bang. A load bang, may I add. On top of the car tent and the winter car.. And over the road that pass by our house! Oh my.. I probably looked like the lady in the Scream painting, by Munch as I was standing there with my mouth open. Forced to watch, as a useless bistander. As I ran over, I got a quick look at the damages. The tent got a bad dent and was flat like a pancake on one side. Our winter car miracelously survived, only with a tiny mark in the roof (Volvo 240. Solid cars. Not for no reason we call them tractors here). But that wasn't all. A big part of the tree, was blocking half of the road. I ran up the steep hill, towards the road. Had a quick look on both sides. Before I leaned over and like a female Hulk, grabbed the big tree top and pulled it over the fence to safety.

Later my love admitted, it was the first time he chopped a tree. Ya well, there's always a first. At least three of them went in the right direction..

Just an other day on the countryside, gotta love country living. What joy. What a thrill!

The winter sun, seen through our little land of forest..

Catching up

Last week I checked into my blog again, after what seemed like forever. Reading through the old blog posts, it was like flipping the pages of an old diary. Places I've been, things we've done, our wee nest down town, parties, people, friends, thoughts and all the little things that I had forgotten.. Those good old times!

I saw that my last blog post was written at the end of December 2011 (holy Godzilla).. Just before New Years eve. I knew it was long since my last mutter, but didn't realize it was that long. Time flies and alot has happened since my last post. It's not that I didn't want to write, as I really appreciated the time with my blog. The hours oif the day, just didn't seem to quite measure up. What to say? Life happened and I got too busy.

Of everything that has happened the last couple of years, one of the most important and life changing things: we bought our first home! So excited still!! No more renting, studioapartments and living in small spaces and sudden increase in rent, that we had not forseen. Feeling like what you have, can be pulled away underneath you any day.

Our very own dream house, on the country side. Yes, my love managed to lure this forever hardcore asphalt girl, out on the countryside. You might wonder what happened.. But the choice was real easy. It was either a shoebox in town, for a ridiculous amount of money. Or space, space and more space. Nature and wonderful views. When we stumbled over this gem. With a barn, guest house (stabbur; small, quaint, traditional building, used for food storage in the old days), a green house, fruit trees, berry bushes and lots of space. We even got a tiny forest. In fact, much more than we ever dreamt of... Lets just say, I wasn't hard to convince. Life definitely has it's ups and downs. We all go through rough times, but I'd say that times like this, certainly makes up for it.

Roseland, our small patch of paradise..



A place to rest and watch the sunset. Working on a ring of various roses, around the old well in the garden.. Yes, we got a well.. Guess which movie we  instantly thought of when we saw it.

Our closest neighbours

Gorgeous sunset view, one evening this summer..