Hjem til Norge

Not really home. :-)

But, I think we've all had a fluttery excitement in seeing the places where we lived, shopped, went to school.....Ian has shocked us in how much he remembers (= understands) and I think he has probably enjoyed this dip back into Norway more than any of us. He has taken what-seems-to-be hundreds of photos. These are all from him, in fact.

We went to Baerum's Verk, which was my favorite-favorite-favorite place to go when we lived here. If you came to visit me, I took you to Baerum's Verk. It reminded me of The Barnyard in the Carmel Valley in California; but without the exuberant landscaping and butterflies. Just red geraniums. :-) Such a wonderful place to walk around....such a wonderful place to shop. Most of what I bought in Norway came from here.

And there's the river, too, crashing past the bakery and under the bridge to the art gallery and glass blowers..... I always thought this really "fit" because no matter where you go in Norway, the rustic side of things is never very far away.

[Hjem til Norge - Home to Norway - is from a children's song on a CD we listened to almost daily when we lived here & we've had it playing the last two days, so it's in my head. Better that line, though, than the one about the dancing goose..... :-)]