tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622772963037648430.post6502994551970484870..comments2023-12-13T11:23:27.848-05:00Comments on Ponderings over the pond: Fjällresa i DalarnaUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622772963037648430.post-15065124146456667342007-06-18T01:59:00.000-04:002007-06-18T01:59:00.000-04:00Jättefint!Roligt att läsa om er resa, hoppas du fo...Jättefint!<BR/><BR/>Roligt att läsa om er resa, hoppas du fortsätter skriva och lägga in bilder, då kan jag titta på dom när jag är på jobbet också!<BR/><BR/>EHEHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00275671822465334645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622772963037648430.post-35041968246173025202007-06-17T09:14:00.000-04:002007-06-17T09:14:00.000-04:00translation part 3Continued heat. We went to the ...translation part 3<BR/><BR/>Continued heat. We went to the snow and threw snow balls. The willow flowered and twisted, knotted mountain birches. A Reed Bunting sang next to a mountain creek. Loved it.LShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135583903768049008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622772963037648430.post-57471418588059009622007-06-17T09:12:00.000-04:002007-06-17T09:12:00.000-04:00translation, part 2:Hiked over ground covered by f...translation, part 2:<BR/><BR/>Hiked over ground covered by flowering 'krypljung' and lappljung' [different heathers]. Hot and no wind. The Whimbrel played and and the Meadow Pipit sang in the sky. Large hords of reindeer came close, close. Took a bath in a little lake up on the mountain above the treeline.LShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135583903768049008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622772963037648430.post-63158727831188122632007-06-17T09:03:00.000-04:002007-06-17T09:03:00.000-04:00translation, part 1:Inger and I made a weeklong tr...translation, part 1:<BR/><BR/>Inger and I made a weeklong trip to the mountains of Dalarna. We hiked the trail to the Njupeskar waterfall. Everything was still and above us a <BR/>Common Greenshank played its fluted sound and the Brambling 'braaaaaahed' [that is how it sounds]. The trail to the waterfall twisted through a virgin spruce forest and along a little creek. Nice under the waterfall LShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135583903768049008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622772963037648430.post-19838293219476054232007-06-17T08:55:00.000-04:002007-06-17T08:55:00.000-04:00Later underbart! Jag langtar till fjallen.Later underbart! Jag langtar till fjallen.LShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135583903768049008noreply@blogger.com