There is a family of seagulls living in Tarfala valley. There’s small fish in Tarfala lake, so I guess they’ve got enough to eat here. But still. It feels strange. Hearing those seagull cries in the evenings, so distinctive of the coast, feels out of place and weird. I wonder how they found their way here, over the mountains. If they got lost, and then decided to stay.
We also get visits from reindeer from time to time. Shy animals walking up the valley on the other side of the jokk. Such a picturesque sight, the reindeer, the valley glaciers and mountains.
When I was having kitchen duty tonight, though, a reindeer strolled past the kitchen window. Stopping to eat, looking around, relaxed and carefree. I only had my phone, and had to take the picture through the kitchen window, but you can still kind of make it out among the stones.
Katja Malmborg 