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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the arctic frozen sky of the enchanting land the midnight sun leans on the horizon briefly in bright summer and again it rises, I didn’t know when a new day actually would have or had begun. The frosty sky in winter night burns in flashes of aurora borealis. The North Sea stretches the long arms through the blue fjords, the visible heritage of the glacial deep scoop of the Pleistocene, dissects the corrugated coastline as if sliced by the Viking sword. I was held captive there for a long time by the magnificent scene. To unravel the petrified mysteries of the Nordic Caledonian rocks I crossed many dales and ridges of the geologic arc west of Bergen, walked for days across the uninhabited islands where eagles flock. In the cold crystal rains the shelter of the ancient caves I had taken. On my travel I stayed a number of days in Lyderhorn, a small village overlooking the tranquil turquoise waters of the narrow Loddefjord. A gracious lady of the pretty house, Julia Aasen in her advanced age gave me a furnished room at a rent that at the time I could afford. She used to invite me for dinner at her place almost every evening, offered me plate full of peppered boiled potato and hot fiskeboller, slices of brown bread she baked with thick Jerlsberg cheese topping, showed fondly the faded pictures of her late husband, a fish seller. Time came to leave and say heart-felt ‘tusen tak’ on a freezing day. She presented me a pair of woolen gloves she had specially knitted. Years later when I wear these her frail touch they remotely convey, I feel the warm heart of Julia of Norway although she has departed. September 28, 2017.
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