Landscapes. Walking in the fields with our children.

There is no end to this story
No final tragedy or glory
Love came here and never left

Now that my heart is open
It can’t be closed or broken
Love came here and never left

Lhasa de Sela. Love came her to stay. 2009

Outside our town are beautiful fields with barrows more than 2500 years old. In a special place near the small river two of them are covered with trees today.

When my kids were small we often walked around outside town looking for animals, utensils from the stone age and other things that might enthuse the kids. Sometimes you could the deers coming out from their shelter.

Here it is a sunny day, and I can almost hear the voices of my children talking exited about the things we had seen and found. I really cherish all those moments now frozen in time and memory.