Birdwatching Bulgaria
Birdwatching BulgariaBulgaria is a paradise for birdwatchers. Birdwatching Bulgaria is one of the best Bulgaria destinations for spring, summer, autumn and winter private Bulgaria holidays. Specialists recorded more than 400 bird species in Bulgaria.Bulgaria...
Pomorie Tours
Pomorie – private Bulgaria holidaysPrivate Bulgaria Holidays – Although Pomorie is not a very big town on the Southeastern Bulgarian coast, it has its beauties and attractions. A walk on its small streets will...
Explore Burgas
Personal Tours Bulgaria from Sofia – 383 km, 3 h 40 min (Sofia walking tour)Personal Tours Bulgaria from Plovdiv – 253 km, 2 h 30 minWelcome to personal tours Bulgaria, BurgasIt is our pleasure...
The Father part 2
Eight years more rolled by, and then one day a noise was heard outside of the priest`s study, for many men were approaching, and at their head was Thord, who entered first.The priest looked...
The Father part 1
Bjornstjerne Bjornson (1832-1910)Bjornson was one of the founders of modern Norwegian literature and as dramatist, poet, novelist, moralist and politician he was a leader of his people. His novel, Synnove Solbakken, one of his...
Falcon part 6
He lay thus, while the herald read aloud the law, “twelve sols in silver—six ounces of flesh from near the heart—thus Sir Enguerrand protects the pleasures of the nobles.” He did not look up,...
Falcon part 5
They formed a semi-circle, plume by plume, shoulder by shoulder, round a bush where the prisoner was tied. As the horse-cloths fluttered in the wind, red penetrated deep into the shadow, gloomy like hopeless...
Falcon part 4
Wandering boys soon caught sight of Sir Enguerrand`s bird in Rengud`s hand; the knight`s menials seized him and led him to the castle, and he shivered when the falcon was taken from him, motionless...
Falcon part 3
Afterwards he did not fly again that day; when Renaud threw him aloft and ran with an enticing call, he beat his wings a few times and settled on his shoulder again in proud...
Falcon part 2
And the falcon became his. He bent his head forward to listen, his eyes calm and watchful, when the frosty twigs cracked under Renaud`s step in the silence of the morning. He sprang lightly...
