For to to timar sidan la eg inn min første BLOGG nokonsinne Kven hadde trudd for 68 år sidan, då eg vart fødd, at eg skulle kome så langt i verda? Eg har lært så mykje om lærdom, at eg veit det er lurt å repetere, så no prøver eg på eit nytt innlegg på […]
Well begun is half done… half done and a bit more… … I so dearly want the flowers to climb, as they really did in that mountain rock. A foxglove grew out from a cleft in the gneiss stony wall. The birdsfoot’s trefoil crept over from the ditch into the roadside undernesth the shadowy wall. […]
Well begun is half done…half done and a bit more … … Would so dearly make the flowers climb in the rocks like they really did! The foxglove grew out from a chink in the gneiss.. the Bird’sfoot trefoil crept over the ditch underneath the steep wall of rocks….. the butterflies landed on the delicate […]
Well begun is half done… half done and a bit more … So dearly I want to make them climb in the rocks…like they really do! A foxglove grew out from a little crack in the gneiss… The bird’s-foot trefoil crept over the ditch underneath the steep ‘mountain’…. the butterflies landed on the thin, delicate […]
