Ballstadøya in my heart

One can discern Skottinden back there.

Empty wooden racks.

Fishing boat.

Sunken fishing boat...

My place from another view.

Colorful flags.

Reinforcement before fishing season.

My jetty.

After work I went home and THE WORLD IS SO BEAUTIFUL. I had to take a walk around my neighbourhood. There is a sunken fishing boat and the fish receiving place lies deserted. Wooden racks are empty but in approximately one month the fishing season starts and there will be more life here in Hattvika. Today when Andreas told me he was going for a late christmas breakfast with his family, then I thought about mine and I miss them a little bit today...probably since I know that almost everyone else is with their families and loved ones. But I did have a skype session with Rebecca over in New York. So I'm good.