Sometimes you are out of control
Thursday, 12. November 2009, 22:41:43
My father was there, having his heart operation.

I took a walk in town. The weather was snow and rain so the beautiful blue sky is missing

The city with a lot of old buildings and I like that I always look at these windows

The river going through the whole city

The park outside the castle is a favourite of mine in the centre of the city.

I was going to take pictures of beautiful reflections in the water. In seconds
the noise was very loud and the reflections became ducks, I am sure they where hungry.

When I went away from there it was like they where calling out. "Hurry up guys
we have to follow her".

I could here some people laugh, one special lady duck followed me.

I made a deal with the ducks . Bread next time.

In the end I get the call I was waiting for. My father is well everything
is okey and I can go home. My feelings is playing with me and I am longing
back to my forest.

While waiting for the bus
These are the latest buildings in the city and the most expensive.
In the corner of the Mainstreet to Stockholm and Gothenburg and Oslo
Would you like to live here? I would not no green grass in that spot.

This is more my cup of tea. And now my bus will take me home.

On the bus I was thinking. My father 85 years old or young,
walking the forest like a young man, he must be made of Iron, I am happy for that.













