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Monthly Archives: June 2012
Midnight Sun: Thoughts on Unending Light
LOFOTEN ISLANDS Last night Ole and I rented a little red fisherman’s hut –a “Rorbu”— for the night. Food and lodging is wildly expensive in Norway, but if [..]
Scrolls: Vikings or Peace Brokers? by Christine Hemp
If I hold up a toothbrush next to a pencil, a fire hydrant to a tennis shoe – or a Viking ship to a musical instrument, I [..]
Native Tongue: Thoughts on Language
NATIVE TONGUE Language is a “way to see,” my husband Ole says. He speaks two languages well and a couple passably. He slips into a new skin, though, [..]
Thoughts recorded on a Hike in Stavern, Norway June 4th, 2012
When we travel we always seem to think about what others have seen or said about a place. The picture postcards of the past or the blogs of [..]