A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here
A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.
It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.
Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:
A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.
A Light Exists in Spring by Emily Dickinson
I went to the forest to find the beautiful horses at Sandskreds Soe, the horse in this post is from my hike in December.
Nevertheless the hike was stunning with the light that gleamed in lakes and hills, grasses and trees
Det lykkedes mig ikke at finde de smukke heste ved Sandskreds Sø, hesten i dette indlæg er fra min vandretur i december.
Ikke desto mindre var vandreturen fantastisk med lyset, der skinnede i søer og bakker, græs og træer.
God tur pas på hinanden, og husk madpakken ❤
24 thoughts on “A Light Exists in Spring”
Helt vidunderlig, Hanna! ❤
Forårslyset er så specielt, Hanne. Jeg forstår, hvorfor det har optaget så mange kunstnere!!
Mange gode hilsner til dig,
Se ve la proximidad de la primavera. Bonita luz.
Hi Magnoliae. La nieve está cayendo en este momento, uno nunca sabe qué esperar 🙂
Un fuerte abrazo,
Thank you 🙂
Wonderful pictures and a brilliant poem by Emily.
Thanks a lot, Ash 🙂
Thank you for the Emily Dickinson poem. I had not read it before. I agree, the light and colours of your walk were stunning! Your photos are beautiful, Hanna! Thank you for sharing them. 🙂
In reality you never know what you are going to experience on a walk. That is the exciting part of every walk in the forest. The weather, the light, birds and animals it’s an adventure 🙂 🙂
Thanks for reading, Jane!!
All the best,
Love how you changed the horses picture. Really very smart indeed.
Thanks McCulloch. Effects sometimes highlight nice details in a scene. Hard to tell in advance 🙂 🙂
All the best,
I know this beautiful poem… but the horses are like none I ever saw before. They are amazing. Are they of a special breed?
Resa, it’s Icelandic horses that graze the forest floor and thereby increasing the biological diversity in the forest. I love to visit ‘them horses’ 🙂 🙂
I love your pictures and enjoyed all of them. I love the poem of Emily Dickinson. Thank so much, Hanna.
Dear Isabel. I’m happy I have contributed with joy ❤
Noche feliz y la nueva semana,
What a fantastic day you had Hanna, and the weather looks good too 🙂
It was an absolutely amazing day, James, though no horses were to be seen. The forest has been very damaged by the storms. I have never seen such large consequences of bad weather before.
All the best,
Tusind tak; Leya ❤
I think I saw these horses on a DOF tour, some weeks ago (looking at the map, it seems that’s the same place)!
When we entered their field, they came to us and followed us very close, smelling our (wet) clothes and almost searching for food in our bags; they were annoying, they wouldn’t let us go xD
Hi Samuel. I think the horses gradually are becoming quite famous 🙂 … and people think they are very cute so they probably get carrots, apples, light meals and vintage wines – or maybe just everyday wine 🙂 The horses may therefore be slightly confused when suddenly there are no dining 😯
I went looking all over the forest. Close to the small mountain Fruebjerg there is an enclosure too. But the storms have brought down many trees, and trees are toppled down and fences are crushed. I have no order of the storms any longer, but I have never seen so much destroyed forest. Perhaps there is some concern that the horses should get hurt?
So you mean I should have taken a bottle of wine with me? 😀
About the storms, I don’t know… I guess they will hear the trees fall before they get crushed underneath. These are smart animals (or so I was told).
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