I received some unhappy news from our second cousins in Hidra and Flekkefjord, Norway. Tore Haneferd's wife, Carol, passed away on Thursday, May 3, 2012.
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Carol was English. I think Tore met her while he was a sea captain for the Norwegian cruise line. She was my primary connection with the rest of the family in Norway, all of whom I met when I visited in 2004. She and I wrote back and forth often, keeping each other in touch with her family's activities and mine.
Interestingly, when the growing season ended last year, Carol sent a picture of some flowers blooming in her yard. They were mysteriously beautiful. The plant is called Astrantia Major, and looks like this --
I asked her to save me some of the seeds when they finished their growing season. She sent them to me in the mail a few months ago. I planted them in peat pots with Miracle Gro seed-starting soil. But so far, not one single seed has sprouted. That seems real odd.
Carol and Tore have been caring for a little black and white terrier named Pia, who really moved into their hearts. I want to share one of Carol's notes, because I think it says so much.
Hi Russ,
Really sorry to hear that your travel plans got messed up. I
was imagining you sunning yourself in California! However
sometimes home is best. I have also had health problems and
had to endure an endoscopy a couple of weeks ago.
Fortunately it didn't turn up anything serious but I will
have to change my diabetes meds in the new year.
We are out on Hidra, at Veisdal, getting things ready for
Christmas. Torleik is in Oslo for the weekend to meet up
with a new girlfriend. She sounds quite nice and he sounds
very interested, so time will tell. He met her on the
internett!!!
Thought you would get a laugh at Pia putting Balou in his
place. There is a big dog in that little body as she proved
last week.
She and Tore went for a walk to upper Veisdal and he let her
loose as there were no people in the few houses there. It is
also a dead end road with just forest and mountains beyond.
That was when we had snow. She crossed over a small field to
the left side of the road and just disappeared. She didn't
come when he called and he couldn't find any footprints in
the snow going up the hill.
After a while he came back to Veisdal to see if she had come
home. She hadn't! I was frantic as you can imagine.
Torleik's friend Roger (the one with the wild sheep) took
two dogs and tried tracking her up in the mountains to no
avail. We reckoned she had seen or smelt a deer and the
hunting instinct kicked in.
I was really upset, imagining her falling over a crevice,
being injured and not able to get back etc. It is a
completely wild area without roads or buildings. We drove
around to other valleys and called and called. Roger took
one more trip with his Border Collie just after dark with
two torches with no result. We were devastated.
Torleik called and Tore was talking to him beside the pink
front door and I thought I heard something outside.
I opened the door and there were footprints in the snow. I
had left the front and back gates open. She was at the back
gate which had blown shut. She had been gone for over 6
hours in snow storms! She was unharmed just tired and very
hungry. She must have been miles away. We really had given
up hope of ever seeing her again, so she is one smart cookie
at finding her way home!
I will have one last trip to town tomorrow to do some last
minute food shopping and bake Grandmothers Pound cake a la
Fanny Farmer! That is my favourite. Otherwise I have two
English Christmas fruit cakes. Then I say stop. Whatever we
don't have we do without! I really am not used to all this
holiday hysteria any more. I used to love Christmas and
decorated the house up and down and sideways but the energy
isn't there anymore!
Hope you have a cosy Christmas in your lovely house in the
woods Russ.
Very best wishes,
Carol

Family Reunion -- July 1984
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