Is this the top of the tower, Mom?

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 Magic Fairy Land

Have you ever been out in field and woodland, by streams and lakes, by a tree all in blossom or a hedgerow laden with berries – and just felt sure that you were not alone?
That’s how Teresa Moorey introduce her book: The Fairy Bible.
I’m tempted to read the book because I feel deeply happy to live in a place much alike.
In these days the hawthorn blossoms on the field, Hvidtjørnesletten and makes an unforgettable impression on all beings.

I have been out there several times this week to experience the atmosphere once again.
One evening the field was kind of sacred. The scent of blossoming hawthorn was intoxicating and the quiet soothing sounds from the animals made the place magical.
The deer moved imperceptible between the hawthorns while they graze.
People seemed affected and stood still or spread a blanket just to sit and be in the present. They were lowering their voice and that might have been because of the fairies.

They were afraid to scare them away.
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.

‘A Fairy Song’ by William Shakespeare

Sweet was the walk along the narrow lane
At noon, the bank and hedge-rows all the way
Shagged with wild pale green tufts of fragrant hay,
Caught by the hawthorns from the loaded wain,
Which Age with many a slow stoop strove to gain;
And childhood, seeming still most busy, took
His little rake; with cunning side-long look,
Sauntering to pluck the strawberries wild, unseen.
Now, too, on melancholy’s idle dreams
Musing, the lone spot with my soul agrees,
Quiet and dark; for through the thick wove trees
Scarce peeps the curious star till solemn gleams
The clouded moon, and calls me forth to stray
Thro’ tall, green, silent woods and ruins gray.

‘Sweet Was The Walk’ by William Wordsworth
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Fairy Bible by Teresa Moorey

You are braver than you believe…

If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together, there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be with you….If there ever comes a day when we can’t be together, keep me in your heart, I’ll stay there forever.
Winnie the Pooh

Ode to a Nightingale

The picture is from last summer in Jægersborg Dyrehave

Stort Julemarked i Lyngby Nordre Mølle

I morgen og søndag den 12. og 13. december afholdes stort julemarked i den gamle Lyngby Nordre Mølle overfor Lyngby Kirke.
Jeg skal måske tilføje, at jeg ikke modtager returkommission 🙂

STORT HYGGELIGT JULEMARKED

God tur ❤

The Tombs

A month ago, I visited this beautiful area once again.  Spring and autumn are sparkling seasons here.
Now the sun is low,  the shadows long and the ancient tombs cast long shadows across the meadow.

Here in Tokkekøb Hegn in North Zealand 23 long barrows, round dolmens and passage graves are registered.

Kongedyssen

The burial chambers are 5,000 years old and the chambers are well preserved.
By archaeological excavations one found beautiful pottery vessels and flint axes as sacrifices.

Dæmpegårdsdyssen is a 5,000 year old long barrow – 38 meters long and 9 meters wide.
People nicknamed the tomb The Kings barrow because the Danish King Frederik the 7th helped to excavate it.

I imagine how the bereaved have walked along small paths towards the graves carrying their dead.
For 5,000 years ago, primeval forest covered Denmark. At that time, the linden trees were so dominant that people sometimes have called the period for the ‘Older Linden Time’.

Have you ever walked an avenue when linden trees are in bloom? The yellow flowers have a fine delicate fragrance.
Can you imaging an entire forest?

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James Elkington lives in North England. Look at these amazing photos of a 5.000 year old stone circle.

Tokkekøb Hegn, Naturstyrelsen
Oldtidsstier i Tokkekøb Hegn; oldtidsstier.dk

Kort over tur i Tokkekøb Hegn

My forests are now on the UNESCO World Heritage list

The par force hunting landscape in North Zealand is from today on UNESCO World Heritage list.

The pictures below are from my neighbourhood.

These pictures are from the oldest forest in Denmark, Gribskov.

You can have all the details about the nomination here on the link to Unesco: The Parforce Hunting landscape in North Zealand

I have to add a PS: It’s not really my forests but I have the great privilege to be able to walk there and greet the inhabitants ❤ 🙂

Happy walk and leave no trace behind except your footprint ❤