Birger Bardh

The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass, speaks to me. The summit of the mountain, the thunder of the sky, the rhythm of the sea, speaks to me. The strength of the fire, the taste of salmon, the trail of the sun, and the life that never goes away, they speak to me. And my heart soars.

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Christopher Wilson Photographer.

(via MotArt: Christopher Wilson Photographer)

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very delicious

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I think that may be a picture of me as a kid.

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Ahhhh. These days.

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Celtic open air village, Cardiff

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