Visiting the winter pantry

Haze

 

Thirsty

Reflections 2012

The stone man at "Explanation hill"

Walking trough the woodlands in search for mushrooms I met this special man sculptured in stone. It was a weirdly meeting, early in the morning around six o´clock, with the mists just lifting from the ground. I had to look twice. Thought it was a sign or something worse! Instead of taking a picture directly, I sat down and just stared. 

This sculpture of stone is about two and a half meter high, compressed from two sides, so from the perspective I had when I first entered the place I couldn´t see what it was. When the morning sun at the same time broke trough the smog to  lit up the stone – I hardly couldn’t breathe when I saw the face of the stone man emerge.  Soon Good is gone a have chat with me…..  

Now I know that this sculpture was made by a man with strong personality living in the neighborhood, that used to live in a hut in summer time close to this place. He called the place “Explanation hill”. No paths leads to this place, and no one had ever told me about it before. 

Carved inthe stone is “ this hands”  and the initials E.N that stands for Erland Nilsson. I think the face is directed to the northwest, as he wrote in the end of a poem found after his dead .Translated from Swedish into English, it sounds something like this:

“To me it has always been obvious

determined by fate of what´s best

always attracted to something

that waits for me in northwest”

Feeling Green ....or Blue

This might be an enchanted blueberry picker – or what do you think? He is standing along one of the “highways” in the deep forest where I live. The moss has grown old on his head, and I think he has lost his believe in getting forward.

Old Tree trunks of Alder

The Freshwater pearl mussel needs the special biotope of the alders at the edge of the river. Their fantastic root system grows down into the water, climbing on to the river bank.