In the autumn the air is clearer
and the insects are gone.
The ground is moist,
and the marshland soaked.
when there are no other demands.
Here everything is quiet.
and the mind can relax.
Om hausten klarnar lufta
og knott og mygg er borte.
Marka er jamt fuktig
og myrane er blaute.
når inkje anna krevst.
Her er allting stille,
og sinnet kan ta fri.
|in wet days small creeks find their own ways|
|there comes a moment when the tree has grown just passed the point|
when it cannot endure the strongest wind gusts any more<
|this office has the most exquisite coffee bar|
|autumn colours are more creative than other seasons'|
|the creek hid under the wood floor|
and popped surprisingly up another place
All photos taken in the Østmarka forests near Oslo 23 Oct 2020. Camera used: Leica M10