Ballad About Jamtland
It’s a strange feeling, standing on a spot where you know one of your ancestors stood. I can’t put my finger on what this feeling really is. You’ve never met the person, but somehow you feel a connection when you look out across the view.
Todays piece of music is about the county I grew up most of my childhood. It’s filled with forests, lakes and mountains that has snow on them, from december ‘till middle of summer. Art made by Ernst, "Sascha", Bolin (1889-1967).
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