BEHIND RIVER, BEHIND MOUNTAIN

Friends, morning tea in bed, walking where it looks the nicest, over bridges, climbing up hills/mountains, new landscapes.

New perspective. Behind hills and mountains more hills and mountains. A moment of a blue patch of sky.

Silence in forest, birds, fresh air. Walking until it is time to fall asleep. And the same tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and the day after that day.

At home. dreaming of new travels.

Happy last day of November  ♥

WALKING IN SOUNDS

These are the places I dream about today. A waterfall joining a river and running down to the sea, babbling on its way. Wind very gentle. Secret huts and a small bridge. Caressed by round mountains around and a hint of snow to make everything fresh. Afternoon nap in Meadow buttercups.

Here sunset has arrived, snow melts quicker every moment, a rabbit eats seeds by an oak in the safety of the arrived darkness, sauna is warming up and tummy is filled with berries, fruits and tea. Have a good long weekend!

(The last picture taken by Heikki.)

GREEN MEMORIES

Hello mountains,

hello green color!

It is all white in here still, but the streets have melt. At home I found some photos in green. The first image is taken on a rainy road from a car. A magician´s car. He was a very kind one. Only because he never had been in Ísafjörður, he and his friend decided to drive us there. Next morning they had to be gone when we woke up, but then they told that maybe they want to drive us even a bit further. We saw seals bathing in the sun. Late afternoon they continued their journey and we stayed over the night sleeping next to a big waterfall. Next morning we met two travelers who took us to a ferry and then further to a glacier. There we slept another night.

The last two pictures are from Dalvík, "Valley Bay". Up to the mountains I walked many times. There the sounds were so far and soft, long continuous echo of cars and the sea humming together. The wind very straight but not as strong as I thought. Birds singing to show me where to walk, not near to their nests. A small waterfall coming from the glacier hurrying down to the sea.

All the shades of green,

Anna Emilia