On my way home from the city I always bike through this underpass. Tonight it looked more gloomy than usual, because of the fog. Earlier today, I almost ran over a scurrying rat that crossed the cycle path right in front of me. It’s not […]
Foreshadow was a theme in the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, a month or two ago. I didn’t submit my post that time. Now, I do. Foreshadow is a rare word, at least in Swedish (förebåda, antyda, ställa i utsikt). According to Wikipedia it is a “literary device in […]
The moon had fallen down. A few people passed by silently – what could they really do about it? It seemed that no one wanted to get involved. A patrolling police car simply drove past, and a taxi, with its red tail lights, stayed for […]
Lördag kväll. Tretton grader varmt och löven prasslar, de lyser som guldpengar. Natten är gul av lampsken. I ett fönster ser jag två som omfamnar varandra innerligt, i ett annat halsar en man ur en grön flaska. Yellow saturday night. Leaves like brilliant golden coins.