Friday, January 6, 2017

Year 2016's Finale

Another year has slipped by. A year packed with exciting events and new adventures. I managed to record some of those events, though I skipped others that I wished I had the time to write. But there are still some major events that are left unwritten, which I will definitely write sooner or later. Those memories are too precious to be left to oblivion. Although the desire to write them all in one sweep is nudging my heart with ever increasing impatience, I have to exercise restraint so as not to perturb the symmetry of life's main concerns.





For now, I'm going to photo-journal the concluding days of the year with reference to the natural world with which my life is entwined. I'm extracting from my voluminous folders the highlights of the last month.

December didn't give us much snow this time. We had just enough to coat the ground steadily. Needless to say, I've been missing the world of superabundant snow that I've come to love! Most days were ashen, the sky overcast, some days showery, which melted the snow that turned to ice when the temperature dropped. There had been glassy roads and pavements that made it difficult to drive or walk. Good, I had made up my mind not to slip anymore, and so I didn't! So far.☺☺☺








cloudy and clear nights as seen from our balcony






December sky was also the hangout of the flapping green lady. The numerous aurora hunters here missed the major auroral storms on account of the thick clouds that hovered above us. However, we were favored with some clear night skies when lady aurora flashed and fluttered across the sky.


Dec. 9







Dec. 23






The winter solstice fell on December 21. The sky was cloudy but it cleared a bit in the night as the wind blew wildly, revealing the gleaming northern lights. And so, patches of clouds raced against each other against the emerald sky.





Those days, the sun rose at around 9:00 a.m. and sank down between 2 and 3 p.m.


sunrises by the city river close to my workplace












sunsets










Early afternoons looked like these:







My moon captures:

moonset at around 9:00 a.m.





moon at midday and a bird watching it



"lunar  alignment" with the street lamps




The waxwings are here to stay this winter too. I always see them perched on the birch tree tops, basking in the cool sunshine and bathing in the snow. After a while, they'd lift off as one huge flock, circling the area before moving on to another tree.







Some daytime shots from my workplace:








As the month almost came to its end, blustery winds came along, swirling, pushing me back as I walked, lifting off the snow and creating a whirl of crystalline dusts.





And then the month ended. 2016 was wrapped up with these delicate organza layers of the dazzling aurora.













Year 2017 arrived with these warm colors that progressed into a beautiful crisp day.





"Look! These are just the fringes of his ways;
Only a faint whisper has been heard of him!
So who can understand his mighty thunder?"
- Job 26:14


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Monday, December 26, 2016

Heading Home

I'm not so sure why I'm writing this. It doesn't seem like a meaty subject to blog about. It's just a plain road trip back home  "Plain." Maybe, maybe not. Sometimes, even the seemingly uneventful long drive can become anything but boring. This is especially true for one whose eyes are constantly roving about the passing scenery, not wanting to miss any interesting things along the way. and then capturing them with the camera.





Okay, this is also wanderlust in reverse order. It is another opportunity to view the landscapes in the opposite perspective. I do see new sights of the same places from another angle.

So let me start this road trip narrative from the time we left Skagen. We had to head off to Fredrikshavn Havn to take the ferry back to Sweden. We stopped by this smaller harbor before moving on. I couldn't help photographing these colorful boats in anchor.








We boarded the ferry at the Fedrikshavn harbor and went up to the restaurant. After we located a comfortable space for us to while away the hours during the voyage from coast to coast, I made my way up the deck and took a few photos as the ferry left the dock, then took more pictures of sections of the ferry that caught my attention.










After hours of traversing the open sea, I began to spot some scattered lands. It was again time  to step out and view the waterscape, with my camera always ready to capture anything that tickled my sight. Lighthouses and rock formations are always my favorite sea objects.







Here are some views that riveted me as we got closer to a harbor in Gothenburg,






Finally, Sweden's coastline rushed toward us and we found ourselves driving out of the ferry and onto the road leading northeast.








One of our original plans was to stop by this city and spend a few hours in a recreational park called Liseberg, but then, the other family veered to another park close to Silkeborg, and so the plan was thwarted again. My inner child has always been wishing to take some rides in this park and that wish still remains a wish. So we just drove past this city towards our destination.







We stopped by this rest area to take our lunch before driving on.









Night fell, and we had to find a campsite to pass the night. We found this along the road in Torsby.





We hired this snug cabin with two double-decked beds where we three slept.









Late in the night before retiring to bed, hubby and I took a little walk in the neighborhood to savor the bright summer night.




We kept moving on the following day, this time a straight drive all the way to our city, with a couple of stopovers for picture-taking and lunch.



this house in Dalarna has never failed to attract us all those several times 
we passed by it



a lake view that I shot from our speeding car


We paused here for a while to eat our lunch. 









We met a couple here, our spiritual brother and sister. We conversed for some moments, and then I toyed with my camera by taking this reflection on our friend's sunglasses.





It was still a long drive home, with hubby and Dennis driving alternately. Meanwhile, I sat snugly at back,  alternately reading a book, watching the passing scenery, shooting and musing. 




I've always wondered why the people here don't travel in caravans during convention seasons. For me, that would be safer and more fun. But then, I recalled others' experiences that after traveling together, good friends started to drift away from one another and their friendship eroded as they noticed one another's flaws that created conflicts between them. Okay, that sounded normal in connection with the saying "Familiarity breeds contempt." But then again, I changed my point of view and have always tried to defy that idea after reading a celebrity's opposing statement, "Familiarity, truly cultivated, breeds love." And on this journey, the latter quote made a stronger impact on me. I saw our co-travelers' flaws, of course,  as they saw mine. But what I saw made me understand their situation better, which in turn gave me a reason to reflect on how best to deal with them and what I should do to encourage and comfort them. Such constructive thoughts bred in me love for these fellow imperfect beings. Of course, my familiarity with their good qualities is the main attraction. Hopes of strengthening our bond of friendship filled my heart.





Reaching this bridge in the Höga Kusten always means "home", which is the Norrland. It would just take over an hour to finally be back in the comfort of our own very home sweet home.






The whole journey became the catalyst to a newly forged friendship that I want to keep forever.  

And the journey came to a halt. 

Home. At last! Umeå.  A place where a new dimension in my life awaited.

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