Tuesday, October 28, 2008

O is for Olsvold in ABC Wednesday

I suspect everyone who reads this will ask: Were or what is Olsvold? Olsvold is a small hamlet on the island of Radøy north of Bergen, Norway. It also happens to be my mothers maiden name - and thus also the surname of my grandmother.

Everyone has four grand parents. In my case, only one was alive: the mother of my mother, or "Bestemor" (grandmother) as we used to call her. She was a grandmother of the kind fairytales are made of. Living as a widow on a small farm with all the chores that goes with it, she had non the less always time for a small boy when he came to visit. when the 8-year old boy wanted to try out his new camera - she was there. When later on the terribly out-of-focus picture was presented by the proud little boy - the grandmother was even more proud. I don't think they make grandmothers like that any more.

She had only one son who ran the farm with her, but it was too small to feed them both, so he had to have outside work. He never married and passed away before her, and the farm passed over to a cousin of mine who has kept up the agricultural tradition as best as possible given the current
political and economical climate in Norway. But he also had to have outside work - as a teacher.

I took the pictures below two years ago. The main building is the white house in the lower left corner.




Here is the farm from another angle.


One result of all this - the name Olsvold is no longer in my family. A pity, really.



Today's post is part of the the third round of ABC Wednesday. The founder, Denise Nesbitt, has changed the rules to make the system more practical. There is now a no-comment blog where you can post a copy or short version of your post with a link-back to your original post for the full version and comments. Scanning through this no-comment blog will give you lots of Ohhhs (I hope)! She has also set up a site where you can log on via Mr. Linky if you want to do that.

40 comments:

crete said...

That is a lovely post, it brings the past to the present in a splendid way. Well done and thanks,

Ray

Anne-Berit said...

Veldig fine bilder av ei fin bygd.Ha en fin kveld:o)

ArneA said...

Calling it a farm? Not being able to live of the production and governmental subsidizes?
On the photo there must be many farms. What was the average size of the farms, and what had to be done to be able to have a "modern life" out of the farm.
Did they sell the farm or did the administration by force connect the earth to another farm.

Granny Smith said...

The photos are beautiful! I'm glad you have the same good memories of your grandmother as I have of mine - who also ran a Kansas farm after her husband died, and always took time to be there for children and grandchildren.

Abraham Lincoln said...

Life is memories and your memories of your grandmother makes it worthwhile. I also like your photos of the valley with the farm in it. Nice photography.

leslie said...

I love the Norwegian name for grandmother - Bestemor! It sort of sounds like "best Mom." And I bet she really was a best grandmother. I appreciate your sharing the moment as an 8-year-old you took her photo. What a sweet story and a beautiful place to live!

Rebeckah said...

This is a lovely post! Your Grandmother was beautiful! I can see it in the picture! I think Grandmothers that love their grandchildren with all their hearts are the most beautiful of all people! Truly! I love your picture of her homestead. Most of all, I love your memories of your wonderful Grandmother!

Daniel J Santos said...

excellent and very criative post.

Reader Wil said...

I can imagine that it must have wonderful to live in a house like that in these surroundings. So we have to thank your bestemor for the fact, that we can enjoy those beautiful photos you always take.

ChrisC and JonJ said...

Lovely post.And lovely photos.Thanks for sharing part of your history.

photowannabe said...

A beautiful country and a glowing tribute to your Bestemor.
Sorry the name hasleft your family.

D Herrod said...

Nice. It is sad when I was back home and saw the land that once belonged to our family. When my mom was young the family owned a couple thousand acres but over the years it was subdivided as the older generation passed on. My mom ended up with just about 300 acres. My parents had to sell our portion as they were unable to farm the land.

Dulce said...

I'm glad you shared your memories with us.

detroit dog said...

Beautiful post!

Rinkly Rimes said...

What a delightful place! And I loved the nostalgic photo. I felt like writing a piece about MY grandmother this-morning. It might blend in with your mood.

Larry D said...

Very interesting O Post!

Sherry said...

Beautiful and pleasant family and farm. I always love your blog.

I have an award for you on my blog, for Kreative Blog.

PERBS said...

What a sweet memory and now we know why your photography skills are present today! Your family may be gone from Olsvold but the memories will always be there for future generations. One can't help think about your grandmother when the name is mentioned referring to the town.

Bear Naked said...

While looking at the photo of your grandmother I could see in her smile the pride she had for her grandchild.
What a beautiful tribute to your grandmother you have just posted.
Congratulations.

Bear((( )))

Lew said...

Beautiful place! and great memories. My grandfather had a small farm that he used to supplement his income as a preacher. The income also put my Dad, aunts and uncles through college (they worked the farm too!)

naturglede said...

Så fine bilder og ord fra deg idag da!

antigoni said...

Awesome place and great photos.

Ivar Ivrig said...

Et meget flott innlegg Rune!

evlahos said...

very beautiful post and wonderful shots

mrsnesbitt said...

A lovely post Rune. I too talked about farming in our community.

Blognote said...

That is really nice of you to share that with us. I had a look at your photos and they are really stunning!!

Aileni said...

What a glorious place. I always did want to see Norway... now I know why.
I hope you are wrong about grandmothers - I am married to one and she is shaping up to just as sweet.
Denise has commented but she forgot her team salutations - so on her behalf,thanks for being here... particularly with such great images.

GMG said...

Hi Rune! Lovely post! And beautiful pictures! Also loved the bridge, but the Oh Shit is outstanding... ;)
Now, I bet you won’t discover where Blogtrotter has landed, unless you get there to see… ;) Enjoy, comment and have a great week!

Reader Wil said...

Stadtholder Willem III became King William III( 1688-1702)of Great Britain because he was a Stuart by his mother and an Orange by his father. He married his cousin Mary Stuart, daughter of James II his Catholic FIL. William and Mary had no children. So our queen is no descendant of this William. The protestants in Ireland are very different from our protestants. The two churches have a good relationship here in the NEtherlands.Besides the wife of our crownprince is a Roman-Catholic

Liz said...

What a wonderful grandmother to have. She must have had a hard life.

Dragonstar said...

What lovely memories to have! Thank you for sharing such important times with us, it made a beautiful post.

Miss_Yves said...

A moving post, full of familial love ...
And do you know the meaning of the family name"Olsvold"?
Miss Yves

R.E.II said...

This is nostalgic.

Gemma said...

Charming post! I love the beautiful pictures and story.

Alan said...

Sounds like a wonderful grandmother. Certainly a beautiful setting for a farm - love the rolling hills and dales.

Lew said...

Your comment on my post for My World Tuesday started me thinking. Our needs are certainly similar - a little food and water, a warm place to sleep at night, a place to sit and contemplate life's mysteries and meanings, and a place to gaze at the beauty of our world (a camera to capture that beauty is a plus!). Your hills are higher and steeper, your waters wider and deeper, but each provides our basic needs and there is beauty in both. The great thing now is that through Sky Watch, Bridges and My World, I get a glimpse into the beauty of your world and you can see a bit of mine.

Miss_Yves said...

Merci Rune-E
I love the contrast between your black and white photo and the coloured landscapes :melancholy -sadness-and past againt the modern way of life ...
Miss Yves

R.E.II said...

An 8 year old boy with his camera! What a blessing to have had such a loving and encouraging grandmother. I would say you must have been, in fact you are a very fortuante man.
Thanks for coming by.

kml said...

That is a beautiful piece of land - and a beautiful story to go with it. Great post!

Barbara Martin said...

How nice to learn something about your family in connection with the beautiful farming photographs. Very well done, and thank you for sharing.