A quiet day in the village, after I did some cleaning on our back porch, pieces of a smashed strip of sod that had fallen down from our grass roof, and a few remains of a secret sheep visit, frozen droppings, I gave the floor a sweep, because I like to use the planks as some kind of skating rink at this time of the year, like yesterday night …
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The Tangerine Hills And Frosty Mountains Of November
Faroese meadows, hills and mountain slopes have many looks and colors all throughout the year, green, shiny, mowed, dull, brown, flowing mane, soaking wet, infield, outfield, juicy, unkempt, dry. In terms of November, it’s fair to say that rich tangerine is the most intriguing phenomenon. Tangerine hills and frosty mountains …
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Snapshot In Time: Small Shed And Ragged Ridge
The first snow of the year covers the top of mountains and hills across the islands. My favorite photo of the scenery at this season? That’s the one. Small shed, ragged ridge. Our backyard mountain, so to speak, and the old shed. Soonish, I’ll be able to skate across our frosted back porch in rubber shoes again …
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Martini Glasses And The Ocean Horses Of The North
That time of the year. Down by the beach, the ocean horses of the north are rushing in. On their backs, they carry the feasts of summer, remorseless winds and a familiar tune. Could be the James Bond theme. Our neighboring island Kalsoy, our living room window view so to say, is listed as a filming location for the upcoming Bond movie …
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Ranvá’s Dream Cakes: From A Faroese Kitchen With Love
A heather color day, overcast sky and a spoonful of fog at lake Toftavatn. The autumnal setting of the gem, made of heather varieties and deep brown mounds. Not very far from the lake, in a Faroese kitchen, pretty much the same colors. The home of Ranvá’s Dream Cakes. Visiting Ranvá Knudsen, pedagogue and passionate baker …
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The Cloud Volcano Of Kalsoy
Activity on the rise, at least that’s what it recently looked like, on the other side of our sound. The volcano of Kalsoy. Nature’s trick of clouds and light. Obviously, there are no volcanoes in the Faroe Islands, not anymore, whereas things used to be profoundly different in times immemorial …
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Sandoy, On A Lazy Afternoon
Sandoy ride, cruising around aimlessly, after visiting some friends. In Sandur: quaint dunes and white sand. Next stop: Húsavík, an old village that’s also blessed with a beautiful beach. Close to Skopun, I met some animals. Knitting at the beach, ferry route, new subsea tunnel under construction …
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