Postcards from Norway
‘I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you… Read more
‘I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you… Read more
‘I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn’t show.’… Read more