In 2010, I took lots of pictures and posted them to Flickr. There was a method to my madness: it was called Project 365 – taking one photo a day for one year. The only goals I had were to take one photo a day – and to become more familiar with my little Sony T200 Cybershot. (Yeah, yeah, there’s an instruction manual, but it’s not very user-friendly. I keep planning to write my own version, but I digress….) The year, or the 365 days, didn’t have to follow the calendar year 100 %, I told myself as I started on January 2. At first, I was very strict with myself about the other rule. I had to take a photo each day. If I was home all day, I would get a bit desperate as midnight approached. The advice you find on the web for this photo-a-day project says…
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I bought myself a treat the other day: a handcrafted pen by Gunnar Langemark of Langemark Pens (site in Danish). I was struck by the beauty of the colors of this pen. The black wood is “bog oak” – oak that has been buried in a bog for hundreds of years, even thousands. This particular bog oak comes from the area around Roskilde, Denmark. One of Gunnar Langemark’s friends discovered it when he was out riding in the forest. The lighter colored wood (my photograph doesn’t do it justice) is called “Purple Heart”, which is a popular name for a tree that is native to Central and South America. It has a nondescript story, but it is beautiful to hold and behold. Gunnar has videos on his site so you can see how he makes the pens. I hope you can sense the care he puts into bringing these bits…
7 CommentsI’ve noticed a number of 2010-summary type blog posts the past week. I felt a bit of peer pressure – should I do one? 🙂 Then two tiny incidents happened today, and I felt a need to share. The Supermarket Queue Here in Denmark, supermarkets close early on December 31st. I went to the shop to pick up a few necessities (shops are closed tomorrow) and a few treats. Just as it was my turn, I realized the man behind me was buying only 1 item. I told him to go ahead of me in the queue. He was with his son who was about 8 years old, and they probably wanted to get home quickly. He was surprised and grateful and cut in just as the clerk was about to scan my milk. When he paid, he looked back at me and said thank you again, and I wished…
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