Walking from Christiansoe, to Frederiksoe, across the natural tiny harbor between the two islands, on an old swinging foot bridge, I turn around to look back at the largest of the islands
Looking at the place
Watercolor and text by Frits Ahlefeldt
Strange how when you get to know a place really well, every small part, every detail reminds you of stories. Of things that happened just there. Or things people told you – moments in time


keywords: Ertholmene, Christiansoe, Christiansø, Baltic sea, architecture, buildings, art, akvarel, Denmark