Norwegian High Mountain Life And A Little More (Part 4)[translated prose]
But a month is not an eternity, even if one dwells on a farm or in a tent, and that farm and that tent are quartered in Norway's mountains. It happened there also for this Longvold's mountain farm girl and the England's son true. There came one day, when the tent was taken down and painstakingly folded up. It was a day at the conclusion of the month of June--but the day that frittered away was rich with the sun, the sun and bird songs, cuckoos, and cowbells, echoes of goats bleating, and the... Sign in to see full entry.