my own private island
Today we went to the island Nekselø, off of a small summer town, called Havnsø, where my hosts have a beautiful summer cottage. I thought our atlantic was lovely, but this small island seemed untouched since the Vikings for real. About 6 houses on it and no one really around, we had the place to outselves to sunbathe, eat fruit and gaze at the over flowing rocks on the shore.

I am sad to say that I am leving tomorrow, but happy to say that i am on my way to see my son, my hosts son and his wife and be on another island staying at a great house on the Mediterranean,. As i write this I am feeling quite bratty, but at the same time, needing a recharge after the last 6 months of many life changes.
Women are resillient, we bring about life changes on ourselves sometimes and at times, they are brought on us, but we plough ahead feeding off the things that nurture our soul. ´For me it is travel to new places, it is writing about it and taking photos and spending time with interesting people. It is taking much needed breaths, walks and relishing in the opportunities for quiet contemplation. I feel blassed and grateful for this trip, reflective on my last 6 months of losing my father, but happy that he is no longer in pain. I feel happy for my health and the many friends i have who continually support me with love and encouragement. Spain awaits and I will write a lot about this place that I know I will fast fall in love with. Israel will be after as i plan on speoding 1 week in telaviv and herzalia. Stay tuned.




