Ctrl Del

I cannot help smiling when reading about ”beyond control” and Chevrefeuille’s problem. Sorry Kristjaan 😉 I’m thinking about when I deleted my first hard-disc about 20 years ago. I went to one of my IT Gurus to get it restored. He said to me:

– Freshly dared half erased! The world will not succumb!

This had a great impact on me. It always can be fixed. Now my son is my Gury. He started to work very young with these technical boys. They also had the first BBS in Sweden (I think in all Scandinavia). We got our first computer an IBM 1980.  That’s when my son started to learn programming – by himself.
Before that it was Fax – when connecting to the world – do you remember?
It’s fun to be part of the early days.

My Mac, my miniPad and my iPhone are very important to me. I must have ”back-ups” of all kinds to secure. But ….

wandering my way
puzzled by life and html
ctrl del
every way or track I enter – want to
find what’s worth learning

… beyond control … I lay back and live life a bit more intensive … and then I take control again. I’m very persistent and solution-focused when I decide to.
One could say – I have learnt by life – lessons – the hard as well as the easy way – and I’m still learning – love to learn ❤

Now I would like to add a quote I read yesterday in Forestbather’s  blog. I think you understand why …. 😉 Hamish I hope you don’t mind?

Quote - Miyamoto Musashi
I try too … but sometimes …. I fail ….

Crazy Art by me - Ctrl Del

Carpe Diem: #1134 beyond control.


Walking with Mosquitos

When I read about the struggle today I was reminded about my walk along Kungsleden in north of Sweden. It was 1968. We started in Abisko and passed our highest mountain Kebnekajse. So beautiful and so interesting. Most of all I remember the people we met. Some happy Austrian men in Tyroler lederhosen – drinking and singing, a bunch of young men we got a lot of fishes when fishing together and had a nice evening grilling and that lovely Danish young couple – they had brought tins with delicious food, crabs and things like that. Heavy to carry. We had army food in our backpack. Typical Danish – they like to enjoy life. I love that. Like ”You only live once”. And finally at Kebnekajse ….

along the road
so many refreshing souls
fresh trout and char
forgetting the struggle
to fully enjoy life

… we spent the night with an old mountain man in a little cabin. With a nice fireplace. He could tell me why my eyes were so swollen. And he gave me a good advice about mosquitos. Mosquitos love me – I hate them. It doesn’t help with garlic! But it helps with tar. I love tar! In summertimes I must have my tar cream – in case of mosquitos in a radius of several (Swedish) miles. It will keep them away.
I remember my uncle used tar (tjära) when a hen was hurt due to hacked in the back.

Tar cream - Tjärsalva - mot Mygg - fight Mosquitos

Carpe Diem: #1132 ‘The wrong answer will indicate the right one.’ (Petrus).