photography

Ongoing Show

a life breath
when trees or herbs act lungs
ongoing show

Daily Prompt: Symbiosis.

Last Pick Your Heart

picking seeds
in the shadow – a dove
last pick your heart

Inspired by Collected by Lize Bard.

Travel of Love

travel with love
when wind turns to poetry
caressing your cheek

Inspired by Stranger by Lize Bard.

Tags without Sense

Something I dislike a lot … so much … that … I hate it ….!!!! …. is …

to label a person
is going so very low – telling
tags without sense

… it is common in the Swedish ‘open’ debate … it’s a big differens to say … ‘you are’ … and … ‘you talk as …’

No person has the right to label another person!

”When they go low – We go high!” Michelle Obama

Daily Prompt: Label.

Anemone Hepatica

Today I went to the Botanical Garden in Lund. I wanted to see if my favorite flower was about to flower. It was.

du lilla sippa
för mig faktiskt en klippa
i mina rötter

I have so many lovely memories around this little wonderful flower.

The Hunter Philosophy

Sometimes … when I read poetry … out there … well here too … I think … POETRY SHOULD HAVE A PLACE IN EVERY SCHOOL … I have always advocated for philosophy as a base subject.

The more technic take place – in our life – the more philosophy we need … is my mantra.

I still believe that!

Poetry … inspire for interpretations … challenge the readers in many ways … explore feelings … other persons feelings … helps to change perspective … may strengthen ability for empathy … most needed in the harsh sometimes very hostile social world … not to forget in social medias …

How romantic and safe wasn’t my life as young … now it seems to be the opposite for young people. Even when it comes to equality between girls and boys. It’s worse now and this is so sad.

Is it about hunting or beeing hunted. As young I loved beeing hunted by boys. It was so innocent and so beautiful. Exploring each other in a way. Life schooling for relations and love.
At the same time I knew more about boys than girls because for me it was much more interesting being with boys than girls. Climbing trees, playing football, sneaking in to other gardens picking fruits … and I was very good at slingshots … playing with dolls wasn’t my kind at all, not girls ‘backtalking’ either. I like the straight … and I found boys much more straight. Always have.
I am still amazed that my parents let me be my personality. My dad bought me football boots with studs. He went to every basket game I played in. My mother sewed jeans and caps for me mostly. Sometimes also dresses – me and my sisters – looking so nice in same cloth. My mother even sew dresses to the princesses of Sweden before her marriage.

Dresses I have saved with much love. Dresses my granddaughters also have used.

My dresses Mum made - Now used by granddaughters.

My dresses Mum made - Now used by grandchildren.

Min mamma sydde denna klänning till mig för många många många år sedan. Passar även barnbarnet.

I’m … writing my thinking … that’s why it takes some odd ways … and I like that. That’s being alive … lively …thinking … about the tiny and great … close and far away …

Back to where I started thinking today ….Inspired by … The Hunter tanka … I respond …

I’m also out hunting
dressed in philosophy
and questions
my belt has many pockets
one secret – only for you

A Cocktail for Life

loneliness
lies within the listener –
a cuckoo’s call

morning glories –
awakened
in the middle of a dream

I pick up the loneliness thread …. It’s a bit sad thinking about loneliness … or? Being alone doesn’t mean loneliness. I often like to be alone. Worst is when people feel loneliness when being with other people, I think.

loneliness
travelled sadly to the heart
raindrops falling

Nobody should need to feel loneliness in a caring society. When will we get there?

So far … just a dream…

dreaming high
a struggle up the mountain
to a shrine view

To dream is crucial important, I think. And just as important is that … the dreams do not have to come true. They just are giving so much feeling-good on the way – while dreaming. To be able to dream you need a good portion of imagination and fantasy. Best spices for living life I think.

honey in mind
smooth start for fantasy – sets
pinecones rolling

Now thinking about how wonderful the coconut oil is for the skin. … Has to be another chapter …
Until then … Please have a cocktail for life ….

Carpe Diem #1159 Matto, birthplace of Chiyo-Ni.

Men Kämpig

Vilken tid! Då bodde jag med min familj i Abu Dhabi och Dubai. Då startade jag en modebutik i Kävlinge – av alla platser. Butiken gav jag namnet Step in Style. Jag sålde märkeskläder – Getti Spa, X-it, Boomerang, Dobber, Lee … Jag hann både starta och sälja butiken. Sedan flyttade vi till Bjäre för ekologisk odling. Jag skaffade första efterlängtade egna hunden och första hästen. Goliath en riesenschnauzer och Mia en vacker nordsvensk. Det var en spännande tid där mycket hände under en kort tidsrymd. Katter hade vi också förstås. Ulle-Missan som var yngsta dotterns samt Assi. Samt Cirkus som vi trodde var en kattpojk tills hon fick ungar. En underbar tid. Så oerhört intressant med ovärderliga erfarenheter. Men kämpig!

oh la la
that fashion – huge
shoulder pads

Tror till och med att jag hann ta ett steg in i politiken innan 90-talet startade. Det gjorde jag eftersom jag påtagligt upplevde bristen på barnperspektiv i de politiska besluten som rörde mina elever. Vilken erfarenhet! Alla borde göra några år inom den praktiska kommunala politiken! Man får ovärderlig erfarenhet omkring hur samhällsfunktionerna fungerar … eller inte fungerar.
Fax, telex och sedan köptes också första datorn till företaget. Sonen skapade musik på datorn och jag skötte ekonomin i tre aktiebolag. Himmel! Fick köpa till minne till datorn ideligen.