Red Monday Morning

Monday Morning Sleepy Sunrise Revealing the Red Eye of the East.

January 8th, 2018, at a quarter to nine.

Technical: Shot in RAW and edited on iPhone SE using Lightroom Mobile.


Seven Days Seven Photos

You may or may not have noticed the current Facebook trend, which revolves around posting a black and white photo of, well, anything you like, every day for seven days, one photo per day, and with each photo you will challenge or nominate someone else to do the same.

Everyday B&W Photo. “Seven days, seven photos of your every day life in black and white. No explanations, no people. Challenge a new person every day.”

Unlike most other social media trends, this one appealed to my creativity, and I enjoyed it very much. Black and white isn’t something I’ve used a lot before, so that was rather something of a challenge, but it was fun, and I’m sure it’s something I’m going to use it quite a bit more in the future. And in as far as anyone should be interested, here’s my seven contributions collected on one page. Originally posted on my Facebook profile.

Day One

Day Two

Day Three

Day Four

Day Five

Day Six

Day Seven

Missed Conjunction

The evening of August 27, 2016, was scheduled to feature the conjunction of the planets Venus and Jupiter shortly after sunset, a marvellous mere ½ degree apart, the same as the apparent diameter of the Moon, which is pretty darn close in a big, big sky. That’s a must-see in my book! As a last minute decision I went for the best nearby vantage point I could think of, which was the west side of Slottsfjellet (“Castle Mountain”) in Tønsberg, a mere 20 minute drive from home. I was gonna shoot me some planets!

Hiding behind them there cloudses

Although the sky was mostly clear and outstandingly beautiful with the sunset and all, I missed the conjunction on account of lovely but otherwise annoying clouds on the horizon. On the upside, on account of wearing shorts, I have several brand new mosquito bites to keep me entertained the next few days.

Screenshot from Star Walk overlayed on camera view

I followed the planets until they were well below the horizon. Not only were they hiding behind clouds the whole time, the sky was still bright enough that they probably wouldn’t have been very visible anyway.

According to, “the next time Venus and Jupiter will get this close will be in November 2065,” by when I will be a whopping 96 years young. Bring it on!

In the mean time I’ll just leave you with this.

Screenshot from Star Walk overlayed on camera view

The sky beneath my feet.
Darkness and light.
And grass.


The Second Last Moon Of July

Moons have many names. Blue Moons and Harvest Moons, and Blood Moons and Hunter Moons — but they all tend to be full moons. This is the Second-Last-Night-Of-July Moon of 2016, and behold, it’s not even half. As for what I was doing out on the balcony taking pictures of the moon at four o’clock in the morning … I can only claim insanity.

How can one even dream of sleeping, when the night looks like this?

Just keep the howling to a minimum, or you’ll wake the neighbours.

All photos copyright © Bjørnar Andre Haveland


Due east, full width (18mm)







I’ve no idea where this apple comes from. It could be locally grown here in Norway, but then again it might as easily have been picked in an orchard in Spain or Argentina, or anywhere else for all I know, and transported halfway across the world to end up in my hand.

(I’m making a point of not checking the other apples in the bowl for telltale stickers. I prefer, for the moment, the sense of mystery.)

Photo © Bjørnar Andre Haveland

This apple may well have grown on a tree in a country that I’ve never been to, in a town that I’ve never heard of. The nutrients within it came from the soil upon which that apple tree stood, soil which in turn had been fed with compost from plants and animals that, in their turn, had fed and grown on the same land. It was hydrated by local rains and groundwater. I’m about to eat a portion of a completely different part of the world, and by doing so I become a little more that part of the world myself. With every apple or grape, and every other item that I eat and drink, which come from elsewhere in the world, my earthly being is the sum of an international conglomerate of bits and pieces of other countries and cultures.

It makes me wonder if other people think the same before they take the first bite of an apple.

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