Wind in my hair and the scent of lilacs. The blackbird is singing, accompanied by a woman’s soft humming. That is the poetry of nature the last day in May.
A wonderful Hawthorn
Tucked between the trees is a magnificent house listed in oak for the deer’s food
One among many moods of the ancient Rådvad
An anonymous mass grave from the cholera epidemic in Copenhagen in 1853, is hidden under hawthorns inside the gate of Taarbæk
Click my picture above to read my post about the Death and the Hawthorn
I love the writing by the Danish author, Henrik Nordbrandt. His words create amazing scenarios in the cinema of my soul. Exotic words and places, become like little boats broken loose from their moorings, to drift off in high sea. Soon up, soon down. Soon up, overlooking magnificent palaces, and exuberant crowds, soon down, where only half-truths are revealed and the rest is filled with the invigorating power of imagination.
… Around your figure stands an aura, like a blooming hawthorn had set itself on fire to surpass your shadow in beauty. Added strings to your being would deepen the silence or make the strings burst into song …
This poetry is taken from a wonderful poem, Alcyone and translated by myself. Forgive me for that!
Twist of Flowers Oh, to sit in my little tree house high up in the wooden crowns. Surrounded by beautiful, fragrant apple blossoms. Waiting for red apples!
I’ve had the profound joy to visit my family in Jyllinge for many years. I thought I recognised the landscape in the painting of H.A. Brendekilde and today I found the evidence on a culture site in the neighbouring municipality, Frederikssund. Brendekilde lived in Jyllinge for several years until his death in March 1942. The painting shows the lovely view over the fjord to Lilleø and Hornsherred.
By the Danish painter, H. A. Brendekilde, 1857–1942.
I found these pictures in my desk of Samsoe’s beautiful landscapes.
Samsoe is located in the middle of Denmark.
Nordby Bakker was formed during the last ice age. The ice has probably moved back and forth by at least three independent ice thrusts. In the hills, lead blocks have been found in the form of rhombic porphyry from the Oslo area, cheek diabas from the Vänern area in Sweden and red oyster quartz porphyry from the Baltic / Naturstyrelsen
Look Mommy, it’s been snowing! I sat across from a mother with her little son as the train drove through a beech forest filled with anemones. The flowers stood so close that they looked like snowdrifts in some places. That goes years back, but the memory emerges when the anemones blossom so wonderfully.
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