A Bleak Summer

A walk in Rude Skov among raspberry and beetles.
‘There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.’¹
– even through the dark clouds.


¹. Leonard Cohen, Selected Poems, 1956-1968

10 Comments on “A Bleak Summer

  1. Oh I love these beetles, we have them at home! What do you call them in Danish? In French it’s “cétoine” :-]

    • Hi Samuel. We call them ‘Grøn Guldbasse’. They look amazing. It would be fun to see them fly in slow motion because they fly without opening elytra I’ve read.
      Naturporten: “‘Grøn Guldbasse’ is incredibly good at flying. It uses the rear wings as flying wings, while the forewings are folded down upon the body. It gives ‘Grøn Guldbasse’ a really good balance.”
      That’s a clever beetle 🙂

    • Thank you for making me smile – again – Resa. Leonard Cohen is a master in his writing.
      Here is a video from London:

      Thanks for your lovely words ❤

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