My cousin said to be in Norway May 17 and now I know why. There are flags, parades, and national costumes. Each city and small town has their own unique celebration.
Even Norwegian dogs get into the act.
Everybody marches in their regional costumes accompanied by children from each school and grade.
Afterward we drove through the countryside. Tight winding narrow roads and scenery that would unfold like a magician's sleight of hand. Unexpected and revealing something surprising.
Tomorrow is a day of planning.
Where shall we go?
What shall we do?
I was reminded of how it is when you have an exciting premise for a novel. As impetuous as you are -- you have to organize your thoughts. The plot must be laid out with care.
So nothing is missed.
I have much to write about.
And even more to think.
Much more to think.