unami_go's Fotolog

SUN!! Oh yes, it is the first sunny day in a week of rain and darkness, so I have been out on a nice walk at noon and took a lot of pictures.

Nevertheless I am quite shocked. It all started yesterday evening. I had been talking on the phone with my good friend Niels for about an hour; it was getting later and later and I still had to cook my dinner.

Finally, around 11 p.m., I was peeling my potatoes, had the fish in the pan and had a sip at some red wine, when the phone rang again.
This time it was my old friend Kurt. Kurt and his wife have been my friends since 1973.
For the last years our contact had been somewhat sporadic, but during the last two months Kurt had been phoning me more often again, and as soon as I heard his voice I knew that the loo was burning, as we say in Denmark.

I finished my very late meal as quickly as possible and called him back.
We talked on the phone for the next two hours. He and his wife are in deep trouble. They have been together for over 40 years and now it seems, they sailed their little boat right into a mud-bank without knowing, how to get off again without throwing the other overboard...

I needn't tell you more, do I?


Today, when I left my house to get some air and sunshine, I heard my neighbour rummaging in her little shed. "What are you up to?" I asked her.
"I am emptying my shed", she said, "I am moving out!"

Believe me, nothing could have struck me more. Lone and I have been neighbours for the last 22 years. Good neighbours, helping each other, without ever becoming too familiar. We could speak about everything, but we would not sit on each other's lap, if you understand what I mean. You do need some distance from your neighbours.

Lone comes from Copenhagen, and she has her children and grand children living around the Danish capital, so it is quite natural that she wants to be closer to them, now she is in her 60ies.

I asked her about my other neighbour, as I had seen her emptying his letter box. "He did not tell me, he was on his way to Thailand again", I said.
"Oh, he isn't! He is in hospital with a broken leg and finger!" And she told me that he had been involved in a traffic accident.


So I had something to think about on my walk. I went up a little hill and had a look over the countryside. It had gone. Where there were fields a few years ago there now where houses all over the place.

I feel, it'll soon be time for me to move as well. Live is like a ferry, always in motion, and if a ferry gets moored for too long, it won't bring you anywhere any longer.

This little ferry you see in my picture may be regarded as one of my larger souvenirs, even though I can easily hold it in my hand. Just as my life, I think...

...I hold that in my hand, too!


And until tomorrow you may guess, where I bought this little souvenir.

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