“Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.
Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.
The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.
Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy’s inmost nook.
Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.”
Summer Sun, by Robert Louis Stevenson
Lyngby Åmose, Kongens Lyngby
Lyngby Åmose, Kongens Lyngby
Lyngby Åmose, Kongens Lyngby
Lyngby Åmose, Kongens Lyngby
Lyngby Åmose, Kongens Lyngby
HANNA'S WALK 
A beautiful poem with lovely photos as proof of the sun’s green thumb!
Many thanks Alison and Matt. It is the finest reward one can get when you hike: The sun’s green thumb 🙂 …added with an extraordinary spice from Robert Louis Stevenson ❤
Happy walk to the two of you,
Hanna
Saludos Hanna, muchas gracias por tus bellas fotos.
Llevo un tiempo de descanso (por mis ojos).
Thanl so much, Hanna.
All the best.
Hi Isabel. I’m happy to hear from you and thank you for praising my photos. I hope everything is okay!
All the best,
Hanna
Lovely photos Hanna
Thank you Ash!
I love the way you play with the sun and shadow 🙂
Thanks a lot, Ellada. I really appreciate your nice comment. It was a nice assignment I had given myself in context with the poem 🙂