Through the trees

I watched the sea through the pines. Maybe if I just sat down a few minutes I could sketch it up and still hike the 6 hours I'd planned before it got dark

Roenne – Bornholm

Getting out of the warm ferry and into the largest, still small town of the island, I know most places from back 30 years when I walked around the streets painting watercolors here, for the first time

Bornholm Ferry

I heard the voice so many times - telling us aboard the ferry, that soon we will reach our destination... It was time to get up from the floor underneath the tables, pack down the sleeping pad and bag. And put my backpack on again...

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