It takes time

Sometimes it takes more time. For long I didn`t write in this blog. Now it`s adjusted, so that you can find some new articles below, showing our life for the last months. It has it`s reasons why I didn`t write it before. Maybe it was the moon.

So it happened

At the 17. of march 2008 it happened.

Up against nature

The small house seem to stand up against all natural laws. Without thinking about how special it realy is.
I went for a trip in the late winther. The light was back. But still a lot of winther and wind. And the house stood up against it.

This house has been like this for a long time. And it seems happy about it. Having company with some red colour at the south.

The secret behind an old reed organ

The neighbour and I was trying to repair an old organ one night. Then we discovered a secret. Inside it was glued with a German paper from early 1900.
How this organ came all the way from Germany to Arctic Norway, we can only guess. Maybe during the Second World War. We also found an inscription, saying that the organ was last time fixed in 1957 by a local.
Now it needs a new repair. But we didn`t manage to fix it. However we hope to make it. One day.

With the speed of light

This is how it might go when the neighbour four year old and his father comes in great speed. Making the horses very nervous.

From a proud rooster to coq au vin

So. Then it`s done. Life is taken for the first time at our farm. I was nervous about how to deal with it. But it went okay. Almost like taking a fish up from the ocean.
We had three roosters in our henhouse. Too many. And one of them was quite a bully with the hens. So it was about time.
It was quick. From being a not too worried rooster. Until suddenly be without a head.
My wife kept a distance from the slaughter, riding on her horse.
Well this might seem to be quite brutal. But what is the best? To go to Mcdonald eating hamburger, not knowing the fate of the animal you eat? This is more honest. To kill your meal. Knowing that the animal was having a good time until the death.
So then it was lying at the kitchen table. Being mixed at a French recepy; Coq au vin.
Then the feast. Using a very fresh meat. And it tasted very good.

Playing in darkness

I was out playing with the five year old during the dark winther. It was hide and seek. Using headlights.
"Give a sound". He was not too patient when looking for me.
Then we went for the sledding boards. Theres nothing like a race in the darkness.
Ready, steady go.

It`s a bit jumpy

This happened last winther. At the dark period.
The farm has given us quite a lot of challenges. It`s our first year at the farm. Everything is so new. We had to try and fail. It felt something like Dantes journey down to hell.
It started with a fire we put up at the seaside when we tried to get rid of some old mess. The smoke went the wrong way. Right to the neighbours house.
We were too late all the time. The boat was supposed to be brought to shore long time ago. But we didn`t manage until very late at the winther, when it was all dark.
The boat was tied out in the sea. I had to walk out to it. I borrowed a divingsuite. When I was out there, I realized it was madness. It was all dark. It was quite windy. And the sea was high. Very high. Up to my neck. On top of this I borrowed my wifes very expensive fox hat. After all it was very cold. But the hat blew off.
I managed to get onboard the small, wooden boat. Got it to the shore. And I was alive.
My next project was to park the tractor at the garage. But the door was to low. "Scratch...". The excaustpipe and the roof of the tractor almost broke off.
A friend of me helped me to rebuild the door. So from now it`s no longer too low.
The snow came. In huge amounts. I started to clear it away with the plough and the tractor. But the wheel came into a hole. It turned out the be a big hole. Where our, how should I say, our leftovers were stored. The tractor got clear. But the hole was full of materials and broken woods.
Soon the toilet was stuffed because of this. I had to put on the diving suite again. This time to dive into this hole. My life would never be the same after that.
During the late winther it blew up to a storm. A very heavy one. We were inside, eating supper when we heard a thunder. It came from our trampoline. That was lifted off and flew a hundred metres just upside our house. We should have taken this trampoline inside long time ago. But ofcourse we didn`t until it was too late.

Someone might wonder what we are doing at a farm with all these mistakes.
But there has been some progesses too. Which is too dull to write about. And all the mistakes is what we learn from.