…. except there were no rivers, and there were no woods. Ooops.
The Svendsen family packed themselves up for a 13km hike in the hills behind our house this past weekend. The scenery is dry, dry, dry – just as you would expect on this arid, volcanic island.
But then, in the midst of it all the dust, we stumbled upon a small Norwegian oasis of trees, shade and picnic benches. Actually created “in honor of the people of Norway” from the mayor of Mogan. Unbelievable…
And every once in a while, we turned a corner and – BAM! – there’s the water again. Getting out and about reminded us that we live on this incredible island, which is an honor we sometimes forget amid the daily grind.
The summer season is really beginning now, we can feel it in the morning air that’s lost its briskness and the shade that’s lost its cool. I expect we’ll be taking a lot more of these weekend hikes with our little chap:
Hope you all had a great weekend!
Yummy, that looks great. Good job for appreciating the wonders of everyday life in the midst of the grind!! Love the “rubber bands” on little Mr. Rucksack’s arms. So cute.