Freedom on a bike

I’ve been to Italy, in Padergnone. I biked there. Surrounded by mountains, fluffy trees sprinkled in green, lakes of emerald green, we flew forward. At least it felt like it. A sensation of freedom, one that got me all happy-tears-eyed. I looked at my father and brother biking before me and I, as I oftenContinue reading “Freedom on a bike”

High in spirit

Back in my room, staring at the rain pouring rigorously, landing softly onto the newly sprung apples.¬† What a change of environment and surroundings can do to one’s soul. With high spirits, tanned skin and sun in our eyes we landed here in Sweden. With us brought we the tingling¬†knowledge of that 4 hours fromContinue reading “High in spirit”