Cousins from Norway came to visit this summer. It was really great to see them again and hear a bit more about our family history. We also celebrated the 75th birthday of Terje, Arnold, and Roger. 🙂
Cousins from Norway came to visit this summer. It was really great to see them again and hear a bit more about our family history. We also celebrated the 75th birthday of Terje, Arnold, and Roger. 🙂
Into the woods my Master went,
Clean forspent, forspent.
Into the woods my Master came,
Forspent with love and shame.
But the olives they were not blind to Him,
The little gray leaves were kind to Him:
The thorn-tree had a mind to Him
When into the woods He came.
Out of the woods my Master went,
And He was well content.
Out of the woods my Master came,
Content with death and shame.
When Death and Shame would woo Him last,
From under the trees they drew Him last:
‘Twas on a tree they slew Him — last
When out of the woods He came.
A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master by Sidney Lanier
It’s crazy to think these pictures were taken the first part of April…