Enga mellom fjella

My heart belongs in...

...I'm not sure where.

me:

Part of my heart still wanders the prairie of Kansas. I felt it when I crossed into Minnesota by bus years ago, when I visited the flat lands of Lincolnshire, when I walked along a mostly empty road in Guatuso, Costa Rica.

I do want to go back to Costa Rica soon; I miss people. It's a friend's birthday there today.

Here? Autumn. And ab-fab lovely. Beautiful fog this morning, now sunshine, not a cloud in view.

But only part of me lives here. I've left little pieces of me everywhere.

Eureka CA, Tahlequah, OK, Ålesund in Norway... I could go on for hours. Each place has given me something and become a part of me.

Oddly, I rarely feel an urge to visit where I grew up. Too many emotions, not all of them good. I do miss many of the wonderful people who still live there though.

I am the meadow between the mountains (the name of this blog).

For now, this is enough.

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