At the Beginning of Every Sun Season
Today, for the first time, I felt the warmth of the sun on my face. The sunlight in the field next to our house and on our front balcony was too good not to take a picture of. The sun was so bright that I had to squint to look in its direction. My skin [...]


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Towards the water in a beautiful pocket of leafy oak trees is the Byneset Church.
The sun never goes down during this season but the mountains to the East are so high that the sun still has to raise above them in the morning hours and an artificial dawn-effect wakes the city.
There is an opposition in everything. At the darkest time of the year, we celebrate Christmas. And at the exact opposite end, when the midnight sun is at its highest, we celebrate Midsummer.