Memorial to Morfar

I regret that I didn't take more pictures of Morfar. The pictures that you'll see are of him, his house, his pets. I wanted to try to capture all of those things that were directly connected to Morfar in my experience, and thereby capture a sense of him in this blog.

This is a memorial to Jørgen Christian Jensen. He died, in his sleep, on Sunday night/Monday morning the 22nd/23rd of February, 2009. He was Far, Morfar, and Farfar. He was a friend and a caring neighbour to everyone in Kragenæs. He was also a friend to all of the pets and animals in and around Kragenæs (except, of course, for the eels, which he smoked and ate...which we ALL ate *yum*)

Morfar went for walks every day with Else,

his closest friend and neighbour,



and of course Balu, her dog.

Morfar's house was located on the edge of Kragenæs, located somewhere between the fields, the skies, the forests and the water.

Here are a few pictures taken in macro of things around Morfars house...
things that have always been there.

As I mentioned earlier, we all ate Morfar's smoked eel. It was not only the best in town, but the best around! We met strangers because of Morfar's eel. This is his smoke oven. This is where the magic happened. The smell of smoked foods will always remind me of Morfar.

Morfar was also a "handyman". Here's a picture from his workshop. Notice how cautious he was, with the safety goggles and a dust mask...did he USE that?!!

Okay, so by "handyman" I mean that his answer
to most troubles
was his trusty pocket knife.

And there were the cats. Morfar put out food every day
(fish guts, pork, bones) for the wild cats.



He also had three house cats. Nelson was his favourite! You can see why...they looked similar;) (Whenever I did something not quite right...like putting the wrong topping on my sandwich...Morfar would growl at me and look at me in good-natured disapproval with his "good" eye....kind of like a pirate!)

I can't express how special the last 6months have been to David. Our Danish improved immensely and he was able to talk with Morfar about all sorts of things. He was able to get to know Morfar on more than a laughing/grunting/growling/chuckling level (only family would know what I mean by that).




We love you and we'll miss you Morfar!

Love Heather