One of my favourite things about travelling is following that arrow down that alley. Getting purposely lost, just to find someting fantastic. And Mark Hayward brightened my day.
Wanted all of his prints, but had to suffice with my own pics of them. Do check out his website though.
|Illustration by Vesle Serena over at Norwegian food illustrated.|
"If one man can show this much hatred, imagine how much love we can show together."
The quote has been resounding on my mind, Twitter and Facebook since.
The blogosphere has been nothing but love since our innoncence was so brutally taken away from us.
I'm working. Taking fotos for Gladmat, Stavangers annual food festival. You can check out what I've been doing here.
Yesterday I followed the fishing minister Lisbeth Berg-Hansen all around Stavanger. And I got to eat gorgeous food last night at the official dinner.
Today I'm thankful that ...
... Brother had a little girl during the night. Welcome!
... I get to take pictures of food and kids all day
... Mini loves hanging out with his Pappa
... the holidays are coming up
... Big Brother
forced asked me to make pancakes this morning
First. Write your post, calling it Thankful Thursday and listing up a few things you are thankful for. Put a link in that post to my post today. Then get the link from your post and add it to the comments below.
If we're lucky, then we get a chain of posts expressing the things they love in life, all listed right here.
(... and for those of you who are thankful, but don't have a blog, you can write it in the comments. Or you can add it to my Facebook page.)
Had to take some pictures while driving through Ryfylke to our friends cabin in Hjelmeland. The scenery completely took my breath away, and my photos just don't do the landscape justice.
This is the landscape around Preikestolen (Pulpit Rock). And we were joined by loads of tourists both on the ferry and on the road.
We've been having some beautiful summer days in the sun. One of them was spent with Lotte on her birthday. She turned five. And the cake. Pink of course.
Funny to think that last time neither Little Brother or Lottes little sister were born.