The best weather this week is Tuesday.
If that’s the best weather, I think my suitcase is crying for a refill 🙂

The best weather this week is Tuesday.
If that’s the best weather, I think my suitcase is crying for a refill 🙂

A walk enclosed in black brown grey and a bit of green colours 🙂
Bare branches of each tree
on this chilly January morn
look so cold so forlorn.
Gray skies dip ever so low
left from yesterday’s dusting of snow.
Yet in the heart of each tree
waiting for each who wait to see
new life as warm sun and breeze will blow,
like magic, unlock springs sap to flow,
buds, new leaves, then blooms will grow.
Nelda Hartmann, January Morn

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
William Wordsworth
The pictures in motions are from my wonderful walks in Denmark’s oldest forest, Gribskov.
I got the inspiration to my video from Two brown feet

The sun is shining at the moment. A very rare incident!
But I’ll just have to wait a little longer before I tie my boots.
The pictures are from Ejby Aadal. Years back with a lot of snow.
In fact the snow prevented us from celebrating Christmas in Sweden.
The roads were impassable and the landscape lay wrapped in white.
These were days that were easy to confuse with scenes from a fairy tale.




Turn down the noise. Reduce the speed. Be like the somnolent bears, or those other animals that slow down
and almost die in the cold season. Let it be the way it is. The magic is there in its power.
Henry Mitchell
Maybe there will be sun snow and frost next week so says the weather forecast at the moment.
I hope the flu has lost its grip in me by then!!
The picture is from February 2012.
A beautiful year 🙂

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