After 3 months in Port Germein it’s time to say good bye. When your family is living so far apart, you will always miss the ones you’re not with. So, I try to enjoy the moments. And there is a lot of them to put in the little treasure chest.
I’ve said it before, I’m grateful for the technological progress that gave us digital photos and Internet. So when not misused, I consider it a blessing. My treasure chest is filling up without being so heavy and I can flicker thru the photos and dive into the memory of my many moments and I can share.
|From Back to France|
Windmills, Colsa and Salvation Jane.
The monster in Locheil
This morning the sun is playing with the salt in the lake and the sand to make a purple veil to put over the colours.
A blue tram in Adelaide sparked memories from my childhood in Oslo. The trams there was blue and we always used the tram.
The weather is clearing up.
Was there a drawing on the runway?
That was the last view of Australia
Not so long time at the airport in Bangkok, but
long enough to be board and
More hours in London
Bye Heathrow and
And hi Whiskie,