My dear friends, With these words I reveal yet another chapter in this bewildering Saga of life. This blog is my wife’s wonderful idea, as it is a tremendous way for me to communicate with you all directly through my love of the written word. ”Jotunheim” is evolving into a truly epic, cold and fierce entity that channels the silent murmurs of our long forgotten past. It is No easy undertaking. Very little is known about our Giant forebears, and I have not come across much written material of value. When the tradition of gathering by the fire of the hearth at night vanished, so did much of the folklore. In this academic day and age, so much is lost. One particularly interesting episode I found, concerned two Finns who came to Torne valley. I do not remember every detail, but I do recall that one of them was named “Simo”. They encountered the indigenous Giants. Apparently they referred to the giants as “Dales”. “Daling” in Swedish, meaning someone who lives in a valley. This Dale was par