This morning we went out of bed with the right leg back home after staying three months at our small cottage at Solvang Kolonihaver.
Yesterday we left the ecological way of living with birdsongs from 03 am, bugs and insects in the most unexpected places, the north star (Polaris) clear visible from the garden, and moved into our urban apartment in the golden triangle of Oslo. The nightlife urban sounds with fire brigade sirens, and rumbling streetcars made continuous and deep sleeping difficult, but it it good to be back.
Last sunday I posted about our neighbors who now are terminating their lifelong summer stays at Solvang.
This week I made my number 12 of this summer paintings showing their cottage, and gave them this as an extra tribute to their friendship during the last 30 years. I am sure they will remember some of our common summers when looking at this work.