Here is the beach of Fanø, just outside the Danish west coast, viewed towards south. We lived there 10 years from 1985-95, until we moved to Norway. It looks pretty much as it did 20 years ago, but if you turn around and look north, you see this dunes growing and plants coming out and turn it into land, and an old friend told me, that some time in the future, we might walk to England instead of going by boat ! the world changes ! fascinating !
Next month, we are going on a week-long hike, so we have to exercise and practise hiking, so we went down to a third beach, Serup strand and walked until we came to a holy spring, known as able to do miracles, named after St. Mauritius all the way back to medieval ages, but restored recently and with completely fresh water before it enters out in the fjord fantastic to live in a place, where you can just walk to such beautiful places !
full of boxes with family archive, memories from travels in US, France, Norway, old t-shirt about whales in Northern Norway etc. etc. nice comfortable place to sit in my old overalls and write.
In 2001 I discovered the comfort, beauty and easiness of overalls ! here standing in Bernal Heights in summer 2001, in my “new” thrift Big Ben overalls. They were really dark blue.
It is difficult to recognise the dark blue overalls, but that’s how the evolve and get their patina and you can also see that pockets are decorated. On the legs you see they start to become thin ! and then I got in touch with Michelle Hoffee and got them turned into wearable art with old flour sacks. It is not a problem they are being used, on the contrary. They become overall art and tell a story.
Tonight, it is 37 years ago since my father passed away, and I remember as if it was last night. I had just turned 30 years old and was very eager and busy at that time, and now I would have liked to have had the opportunity to talk and discuss with my father a lot of things, not least about his life, which I now learn more and more about by reading all the letters he wrote back to his parents, when he was young and trying out to be a farmer in Canada. I heard some stories, but would have loved to hear more and discuss things, but he had a hard life and did as good as he could. I think my life is not so hard as his, but I have of course also had my challenges, but I feel it as a privilege to be healthy at my age and hope I can make it many, many years more. That leads to the big discovery, I made this weekend in my on-going genealogical studies, nothing less than breaking news in tracing my mothers ancestors.
The big forefather on my mothers side was a guy called Jacob Larsen, 1735-1819, who became the first owner of the family farm on an island not far from here. In the memoirs of my grandfather, my mothers father, he tells that his great-grandfather, this Jacob Larsen, originally came from a small hamlet, Sindrup, very close to here, about half an hour on bike from our farmhouse. so today I went on my bicycle and I also went to the Parish Churchin which not only Jacob Larsen was baptised in 1735, but also his father Lars Mortensen, in 1673 and even his father, Morten Jensen, in 1625, who was also buried here in this cemetery in 1723, 98 years old ! If my great-great-great-great-great-grandfather could do it in the 17th century, I can do it in the 21st century ! There is a great spirit here in this area and inside the church, you also see it where some of the history is shown in paintings about how the church burned down in 1742, the painting to the left, and how they rebuild it, the painting to the right and opened it again in 1743, the text in the middle, at the time where my great-great-great- grandfather was a little boy of 7. I think I have to stay here not only for good, but for having a good life together with Bodil and having family to come and enjoy the beautiful nature and good spirit.
Today it is windy and snowing !
Spring is gone on March 1, hopefully it will return soon, but 2 days ago, we could enjoy tea outdoor strange weather, but any way, we really enjoyed being out Sunday working on our new corner patio and for that we needed a cornerstone of course at the corner of our whole property, so we were ROLLING STONES unplugged, but with help of a handtruck, a couple of small stones, we rolled the big stone ALL THE WAY OVER to the corner, so we could sit and rest with pride in our fantastic insulated overalls ! (yes, my wife must admit that insulated overalls are not that bad
It is getting lighter and Spring is on its way, but it is still cold, when you come down to the beach, but quiet, so it is possible to be out and continue to work and think about how to make life good, being a challenge even as a retired guy. The challenge is that you can more or less do anything, but if you have to accomplish something, you have to have a plan just as if you had a job, simple truth, but sometimes difficult to comply with !:) but I’m still working on it !