Sunday was really nice! I was at Lierfoss at my parents house. The sun was shining and I smiled waking up seeing some blue sky. After breakfast dad and I, we wrapped us in warm clothes and headed for the forrest, our very own. We were going to find a tree to put out on the terrace.
We walked for about five and then we found a tree. None of us expected it to turn up so fast. We’ve been out looking for Christmas trees before and it’s never been this easy. But we didn’t stop walking. Dad wanted to show me this hight, were I could take pictures from. From up there we would be able to see a part of my tiny hometown.
On our way down we walked by an old ski-jump where I used to play when I was a kid. Dad too. I rarly jumped, cos I was afraid of that. But I drove down the landingslope. Sometimes I used my skies, but sometimes used one of my sledges.
Dad told stories from his childhood, which I listened to with big enthusiasm. It was fun listening to him.
After I had helped dad put up the tree on the terrace, I went out on my phototrip. First by car and then by foot. I needed pictures for one (and maybe two) calendars.
I took a lot of pictures. I wish I had started on the photowalk a bit soon than I did, because at 14.07 the sun was gone behind the hill. It was still bright outside, but you didn’t have the sunlight.
It was just great to be outside while the sun shone and take pictures of other things than just doors! I felt good. When I took the picture of the shadow of me (botton, right) I saw throgh the viewfinder that it would be a smashing picture and I felt so genuinly happy. I remember saying out loud: I love to take pictures! ;)
Now I have to sit down and figure out what picture to include in the calendar for my uncle Einar. And I have to figure out if I have enough pictures for a calendar to my other uncle, Bjarne too. it will be difficult, but it has to be done.
Wish me good luck!