"The mighty birds still upward rose,
In slow but constant and most steady flight,
The young ones following; and they would pause,
As if to teach them how to bear the light,
And keep the solar glory full in sight.

Their memory left a type, and a desire;
So should I wish towards the light to rise,
Instructing younger spirits to aspire
Where I could never reach amidst the skies;
And joy below to see them lifted higher,
Seeking the light of purest glory's prize."

#Poetry #Birds

I went back to my home town yesterday for an overnight trip, and this moring I drove to the small town my dad grew up in, which sits in a narrow Norwegian fjorth surrounded by steep mountains.

These images are from the innermost part of the fjorth where the two oldest remaining houses stand. My great grandfather was born there in 1892.

The rock overhang is below a large cliff face, and there are traces of habitants dating back about 6000 years. The site is now a historical site.

#Norway

Today is a #MonochromeMonday, so let's change it up for a bit. This is an experimental sudden photo. I was walking back to the car and suddenly saw a patch of fog making a backdrop for some trees. And this nice alternation of dark and bright stripes too. I was able to make just two shots before that patch of fog vanished.

#landscape #LandscapePhotography #nature #naturePhotography #fog #mountains #mountain #AntonGorlinPhotos #LPW #photo #photography #art #bw #bnw #BlackAndWhite #MountainMonday