Good whale hunting

The whales have abandoned Tromsø. The herring has travelled north, and so have the whales. The past weekend, I and six friends decided to follow them. On Friday evening, we loaded our kayaks on the roofs of our cars and drove up to Skjervøy. We drove under a starry sky. I expected to see the …

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Mummy King

My mother was born in 1946 in Skellefteå, Västerbotten county. Christine “China” Strömberg was brought up in a Pentecostal home, and as a child an engaged member in the local perish. Sunday school was fun, and the church created a community and a sense of belonging. However, as Christine grew older, the community started to … Continue reading Mummy King

Blue bird

It’s Sunday afternoon in Tromsø and the sky is exploding. For each direction I turn my head, I see new colors. Pink sprinkles on blue mountains, golden houses, purple wind plumes, burning clouds. At the docks, I watch the sun set behind Kvaløya together with lonely cranes and lovely rascals. The cormorants. Together, we watch … Continue reading Blue bird

WHALES!

I had two reasons for moving to Tromsø. The first one was the mountains, the second one was the whales. I harbor a very naive love for mammals (and birds, and sometimes fish too). Like many other naivists, my greatest dream is to find a kindred spirit in a member of a different species. I … Continue reading WHALES!