So alone, and far from everything, I stop there every time I pass by, far out in the rocks, passing one way or the other, with tired legs and a heavy pack
Salomon Chapel ruin, Hammeren, Bornholm
Watercolor and text by Frits Ahlefeldt
Back many centuries ago the herrings were plenty here, and people would come from afar to fish, buy and sell, celebrate and all the things nobody talked about, but in the small chapel, that was build out here – and is still here.
Mostly sheeps here now, getting a bit of shelter from the wind between the walls, and watching the sun set just outside in the water.
I open my pack and take out my coffee, pot and stove
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