This Island Where I Live, Part II

I've been thinking of sharing some more pictures from our little island. The 'our' implies that it's mine too, which it isn't, not yet anyway. But I'm working on that. Getting to know it a bit more the other day, involved making lots of sandwiches, stuffing the car with dog, kids, water bottles, snacks, camera, a map and about 57 other necessary items for a trip like this. I had looked up a beach beforehand which looked interresting and aimed for that. But, ahem, sort of missed it. Then it became more of an adventure and we found a couple of nice beaches and had a long and lovely day.

 

I don't know exactely where the first beach was, but the second (the last pictures) is from a beach on one of the tiny 'droplets' beneath Fyn, called Thurø.

This island where I live

We moved to the island Fyn about four years ago, and I must admit I sort of feel we'd moved to the Shire (you know, Tolkien). It's a small island in the middle of the State of Denmark (where there certainly is something rotten going on, I'll readily admit), looking a bit like a fat piglet with a wing, trying to nuzzle up with Jylland.

One of the positive aspects of the World Wide Web is getting connected to people you wouldn't get to know otherwise. Seeing how they live, where they live and how they choose to live their lives. Learning that often we're thinking similar thoughts and feeling much the same about a lot of things. Blogging is a part of this getting to know each other a little bit better, and I for one really like seeing how people live in other parts of the Whirled, and getting a glimpse of neighbourhoods and surroundings.
We took a trip to the tip of the piglet's 'wing' the other day, and I thought I'd share a glimpse from it with you:

I realize I have more than just a tendency to see the small things in life. 'Oh, what a wonderful view - and a harbor porpoise!' -and then I spot a pebble and get lost in the little things. Well, thats just how it is ...