The Magical Power of Snow

The hoarse cries of a raven put me in adventure mood. A few kilometres further on, only the creaking of snow under my shoes breaks the silence, This is an amazing day after the blizzard and the light makes my heart sing.
I’m grateful for being alive.

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the withered air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farm-house at the garden’s end.
The sled and traveler stopped, the courier’s feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, and housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.

The Snow-Storm by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The old town of Elsinore is like stepping into a fairy tale. One sunny day we went for a stroll from the harbour to Kronborg Castle. Old medieval buildings lure with history, interesting facts and legends. Elsinore and Kronborg Castle always entice with a tale.

Mural, Hamlet
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and, by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub.

William Shakespeare, Hamlet

Copyright © Hanna Greenwood, Hanna’s Walk 2016.

Elsinore by Wikipedia

Is this the top of the tower, Mom? The boy stepped out into the sunlight as the first of a small English family. He looked eagerly over the red-tiled roofs of Copenhagen, with the beautiful verdigris copper spires and towers.
I can take a photo he said and soon the little group established themselves in front of a lovely boy with a camera.

They chose the right day to enjoy the view from Rundetårn. There is an obvious reason to consider the other towers in Copenhagen, when standing at the top of Rundetårn.

Frelserkirken, Christianshavn

Frelserkirken, Christianshavn

The view is spectacular and so is the sight of the Saviour’s Church. I told the family about the famous spiral ramp on the outside of the tower and how it inspired Jules Verne in his book, A trip to the bowels of the earth.
But I forgot to tell them about the English Bombardment of Copenhagen in 1807 and how the soldiers chose to aim after the spires in Copenhagen. Luckily the Saviour’s Church survived but Our Lady Church, Vor Frue Kirke, burned down and so did many old buildings in the centre of the city.

The Park

Sophienholm is an old country house at Bagsvaerd Lake, built-in 1768-69. Today, the buildings give room for the art museum Sophienholm.
The park is a very popular excursion and makes up a small part of a spectacular greenery.


I’m walking in steep hills among ancient trees in an icy cold rain. I put my course towards the Norwegian Hut.
High above the lake lies the little wooden house as a part of an artistic installation, Eremitagen og bjergbestigersken.
In former time at the same place was a house where poets could sit and write.
In 1993, when the art work was complete, an author could receive the key to the house.
In the middle of the wood with a view over the water artists can meditate or write inspired by nature and tranquillity.
A pale concrete foundation under the house is the starting point for the work of art. The concrete protrusion faces Norway. Thus the name the Norwegian House.

My walk continue towards Sophienholm with its associated buildings and greenhouse. Today I stick to the humble buildings if one might call the Cobra Room for humble.

Some of the most outstanding artists in Denmark are represented at Sophienholm.



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Eremitagen og Bjergbestigersken

Solen skinnede for første gang i lang tid, og en vandring langs havnebassinerne i København fristede endnu engang. Der, hvor der var læ, sad folk og nød solen.

Jeg gik ud på Kalvebod Bølge, et helt enestående badeanlæg med ‘gangbroer’ ude i havnen.

Overfor Kalvebod Bølge ligger Københavns Havnebad Islands Brygge. Der var besøgende i havnebadet, i badetøj naturligvis. Jeg tror, vandet var varmere end luften, for vinden var iskold. På kanten af et bassin stod der Las Palmas! Det eneste vi mangler er palmer.

Hørte jeg nogen tale om vikinger? Det er meget passende, fordi det snart er vintersolhverv. Om 10 dage, den 22. december kl. 5.48. Efter vintersolhverv bliver dagene længere, og  lyset vender tilbage.

“Vintersolhverv er en glædens dag, fordi den er symbolet på lysets tilbagevenden i vort liv. Vintersolhverv er vikingernes jul, hvor de ikke fejrede men drak jól og havde midvinterblót, en ofring for at sikre frugtbarhed.” Vintersolhverv

Jeg glæder mig, og jeg har tænkt mig at fejre dagen i naturen. Måske skinner solen også den dag 🙂

God tur i solen i morgen ❤

Havnebadet Islands Brygge

Kalvebod Bølge

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