Certain landscapes come with a certain aura. The pastures of Tuscany, the Mongolian steppes, the Aegean archipelago or the delta of the Nile; these are just some samples of geomorphological excisions which, even though we may never have set foot on these grounds, do not leave us unaffected. Perhaps “the Nordic landscape” belongs to this category of territories beyond time and space, these canonized outlooks, so fully charged with meaning. Or perhaps it is the very the labelling of a piece of land in terms of “landscape” that calls forth a specific spatial radiance. But what do such landscape imaginaries convey? What kind of narratives do they nurture? And what are the implications of this landscaping? With the point of departure in the piece of land that could be described as my own native grounds, the potentially cool, virgin, free and allowing North, which, despite its peripheral situation has provided and is still offering a model for a modern, convenient and environmentally sane life, I will discuss these issues.