Don’t Run with Scissors or Flaming Torches

This past Saturday our family got to participate in our first “Nissetog” (Santa Parade) in Honningsvåg.  The event was sponsored by the Children’s Trekking Association (part of the Norwegian Trekking Association.  All ages were invited to participate in the walk that lead from the City Hall down to the harbor.  The more santa hats, the merrier.Continue reading “Don’t Run with Scissors or Flaming Torches”

The Wrath of the “DARK TIME”

Ten days have passed since my last post.  My days have been filled with working in my gallery and I’m looking forward to sharing photos soon.  But in the evenings, when I normally blog,  I’ve been hit by the wrath of the “Dark Time”!  That’s the direct translation of the Norwegian word, “mørketid”.  Doesn’t soundContinue reading “The Wrath of the “DARK TIME””

Giving the Gift of Time

I think that one of the best gifts we can receive is when someone unconditionally gives us the gift of their precious time – no strings attached.  In a world filled with “to-do” lists, activity after activity, and more text messages than actual conversations, quality time with one another is something that gets squeezed out.Continue reading “Giving the Gift of Time”

Who Knew the Greek God of Wind Resides in Honningsvåg?

In downtown Honningsvåg, between the lone round-a-bout and the Coastal Express (Hurtigruten) pier, you’ll find a large, abstract sculpture that resembles an anchor.  At least that’s what came to mind the first time I saw it. It was created by the Norwegian sculptor, Erling Saadtvedt (1923-2000) and erected in 1971 with the help of fundingContinue reading “Who Knew the Greek God of Wind Resides in Honningsvåg?”

An Eyesore with History

Four!  Three !  Two! One!  Say good-bye to the sun!  Can you tell I have three kids in preschool?  Rhymes pop into my mind and spew out of my mouth uncontrollably.  It’s a bit of an alarming condition, but this little ditty is, in fact, true.  The last day we get a glimpse of theContinue reading “An Eyesore with History”

Who’s Afraid of the Big, Bad Wind?

Fall weather in the North Cape is a little unpredictable.  Yesterday and today, gale force winds have whipped against our walls, and blasted the windowpanes with sheets of rain.  I’m not used to these violent gusts that make the roof creak and  shake.  I cringe each time one of them comes rumbling up the hillContinue reading “Who’s Afraid of the Big, Bad Wind?”

Whispers from the Past: A Hike to Kjelvik

Once upon a time, a little town called Kjelvik had the largest population on the island of Magerøya.  In fact, the entire municipality was named after it.  Kids played on the shore, fishermen sailed out to sea, and I imagine that the inhabitants never expected that their everyday lives would be violently disrupted. But WorldContinue reading “Whispers from the Past: A Hike to Kjelvik”

Småsjæftan – A Hike You Don’t Want to Miss

One of my favorite places on the island of Magerøya is a secluded bay called Småkjæftan which means “little mouth”.  I think it’s because when I start descending the trail towards the shoreline the view is spectacular, as well as a bit mysterious.  Miles of open, rugged sea, a scattering of islands in the distanceContinue reading “Småsjæftan – A Hike You Don’t Want to Miss”