frosty family photos

pathless woods

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

There is a rapture on the lonely shore,

There is society, where none intrudes.

By the deep sea, and music in its roar:

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

George Gordon, Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

into the darkness

I feel the darkness bite once more, 

as it steadily grows colder and sore, 

the wind calls out to the night to say,

let the ice dark shadows come out and play

baby emmeli

So little and so cute, three weeks old Emmeli

marbles of christmas magic

   Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold,

 everything is softer and more beautiful.  

                                                                                          Norman Vincent Peale

happy holidays

 Today is the first sunday in advent and one of four Christmas candles are lit. Last sunday I had Benjamin and his friends Kristian og Sarah Sofie in the studio, and these delighted smiles is what Christmas is all about.

In the eyes of children we find the joy of Christmas. In their hearts we find its meaning.  Leland Thomas

beautiful white snow

Dogs are so predictable. You give them a treat, they’re happy. You leave the house without them, they’re utterly crushed. It’s one of the reasons they’re so lovable. This white cutie is the boxer Snow. White boxers are not different from any other boxers, and they have been around as long as the boxer itself. The reason why white boxers are less common today is there have unfortunately been efforts to remove the gene which causes white fur from the boxer blood line. Its a mad, mad world...