Norwegian Genealogy and then some

You know that feeling when the rain is hammering the windows, the wind’s howling like a pack of wolves that

Tomorrow is the early Christmas concert for our little community band, and already the house carries that familiar hum —

Ah, Saturday — that glorious day when my alarm clock gets ignored, my coffee tastes like peace, and I can

This summer, Inger Lise and I took our “new” old campervan from Molde to Mandal. There were mountains, cows, laughter,