Faul Play in the Forest

Sometimes, a story sticks with me for a long time. It was such a one my friend; JJ told me about. One day he had a walk in the big old forest, Gribskov. That particular day was a day where he walked for hours without meeting anyone.

It was on his way home just before the fir trees darken the paths, that he saw two men digging between the trees up upon a hill.
One of them caught glimpse of JJ and threw the spade exclaiming: I gotta have a talk with that man down there!

My friend didn’t wait for him. He disappeared further into the forest, where the shady dark green colour becomes black and the intense scent of fir trees merge together in the silence.

Even years after hearing the story I fantasise about what they dug up – or down upon that hill.
The story popped up again when I saw the image of Hans Andersen Brændekilde, Jægeren.
I get the impression of foul play.

Jægeren by Hans Andersen Brændekilde
A Danish painter; H.A. Brændekilde
Born 7. April 1857, Brændekilde, Death 30. marts 1942, Jyllinge.

The beautiful coast of Sweden

It was an outstanding walk in June along the Swedish coast of Halland with good friends.
Now I’m going to visit that coast again in August – September to enjoy the flowering heather. Just like Johan Frederik Krouthen did, a Swedish photographer and painter, when he caught the seascape so beautifully with his paintbrush.

Below you’ll find the lovely oil painting: Scene from Halland North Coast, by the Swedish photographer and painter Johan Frederik Krouthen. Birth and death: 2. November 1858 – 19. December 1932. commons.wikimedia.