in the rain

wearing a bridesmaid dress (!), rubberboots, a rain hat...

and a pearl necklace.

photos credit: Mr Viking

Candle stick collection

Re-post from April 2010

I have this old chest of drawers with a huge mirror (full of patina) on top and yesterday I played a bit around with my camera. Voila!

Eg har ein gammal kommode med ein skjønn speil full av patina, så igår lekte eg lit med fotoapperatet:

 I have collected the candle sticks over many years and paid 50cent to 5euro for them...

Lysestakene har eg sammla iløp av mange år og betalt 5-40NOK per stykket...

Than I got a bit crazy with picasa...

Så blei det litt photoshopping...

countless possibilities...

masse muligheter...

Linked to:

langhelg/ weekend

E det ikkje herligt med en rolig langhelg?

Me har hatt øvernattingsbesøk, levt fra fryseboksen (for nå eg skulle handla kl 5 på lørdag var adle forrettningene stengt ;), og kost oss...

Eg kan ikkje huske kor eg fikk tak i den campari flasken, men eg liker den :)

og så har den navnet til min kjære på...

God pinse!

My mother

grew up in eastern Germany. After WW2 my Grandfather did not want to live in yet another totalitarian regime and got a job in western Germany. When my mother was 13 my grandmother, mom and her little sister travelled to Berlin (even their imidiate family did not know they were leaving) and got help by some friends to take two different trams to cross the border to West-Berlin (that was before the wall was build). They could take nothing but a handbag with them. Grandma knew that she was supervised by STASI because her husband allready had left the country. But they made it. They didn't got stopped at a check point driving into Berlin due to a sudden heavy rain. My Grandmother did not return to eastern Germany in her lifetime.

I travelled to eastern germany together with my parents when I was 6 years old, it was the most terrifing experience in my childhood. It does something with people to live in a society where everybody spies on everybody and even with friends you can never be sure that politicly wrong oppinions might be reported to the authorities. If you live in a free country value it and thank God for it.

                                          

But aren't this pictures precious?

grandpa's photography

Both my grandpas liked to photograph. Two years ago I re-photographed some of their pictures fom my parents albums. So they are not the best quality... here two shots I really like taken by my dads "Vati". He was born in 1908.

He was 94 years old when he died. I loved his sense of humor.