Dyr og Fugle

An Endless Fountain of Immortal Drink

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A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its lovliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o’er-darkn’d ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
‘Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven’s brink.

A Thing Of Beauty by John Keats

Kapervogn, Jægersborg Dyrehave

On My Way Home in the month of May…

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Magnolia
Greylag Geese, Anser anser
Jægersborg Dyrehave, Kongens Lyngby
Jægersborg Dyrehave, Kongens Lyngby
Grey Heron, Ardea cinerea

Song on May Morning

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Now the bright morning star, day’s harbinger,
Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire 5
Mirth, and youth, and warm desire!
Woods and groves are of thy dressing;
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
John Milton

Walks, that you don’t want to leave

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Happy Earth Day!

I have celebrated Earth Day today along with the Fox, the Red-Necked Grebe, Green Frogs, Grass Snakes, Swans and Geese, Bumblebees, Highland Cattle, Sheep and Lambs and a Red Kite.

The forests around Buresø are among the most beautiful scenery I know of in North Seeland.

 

Kort over Skovene ved Buresø

Earth Day

The Death of a Badger

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The badger is the largest predator in Denmark and can reach the age of 7 to 8 years.
We found this lovely badger dead on the railway tracks 3 days ago. Probably hit by the train in the early morning.
The badger is rather slow and noisy when looking for food, so it rarely captures healthy mammals and birds, but likes to take carrion.
It often find food within a range of 300-400 meters from the grave. The badger is a real troglodyte, who lives more than half his life down in the grave.
The badger gives birth to 2-3 cubs and raise them in the den. The cups are born in March, but they are not allowed to come out of the grave before May when they learn to seek feed together with their mother.

Sad end of a beautiful walk.

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Skovbrug og grævlingegrave

Winter Wonderland

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There are strange and mysterious sounds
When the winds of winter blow,
The long nights are crystal clear and cold,
And the fields and meadows are covered with snow.
The stars are frosty against the sky,
And the wind’s whistle is shrill,
As the snow blows against the house
And drifts against the hill.
Yet, I like to see during the winter
A white carpet on the ground,
To plod aimlessly in the deep snow,
where deer tracks abound.
I like to feel the stillness
Of a crisp winter’s night,
Watching a full moon rise over the horizon,
Exposing a winter wonderland beautiful and bright.
Joseph T. Renaldi

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Experiences in the Twilight

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After the night’s storm large amounts of water was pouring into the river from the old mill place. I stood a moment absorbed by the sound and sight. Shortly after entering the forest a sudden movement in the twilight kept my attention to the huge trees on my left side. There he was a very large stag moving like a king just in front of me.
At times like this one can feel very small being all alone in front of his majesty
His image stays frozen in my memory for a long time.
An amazing stroll in the dim daylight.

An Old Forest in Denmark

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Gribskov is the fourth biggest forest in Denmark, located 46 kilometres north of Copenhagen. The name, Gribskov means a thing which gripped, belongs to everybody. It’s a state forest!
The forest has roots that are over 10,000 years old and the forest consist of a system of moraines with parallel ridges and valleys.
In these years, forest workers are in the process of restoring the lakes to give new life to birds and animals.

On my journey towards my destination there is a little child sitting in her baby carriage in the train. When the train drives into the forest her eyes get bigger and she drops the jaw while a small drop of drool threatening to run down over the ignored brightly coloured toys.

The child’s attention to nature makes me think of archetypal memory. A few years from now I can meet the child with a small backpack containing a packed lunch and an extra sweater. It is as though a lot of people have become conscious about nature and what it means to them.

I get off the train at Kagerup Station, and head for “The Horse Lake”, a suitable nickname but not today. When I arrive at the lake, I’m all alone. Even the horses are seeking shelter inside the dense forest.
I have almost walked past the lake, when I hear birds cry high above my head, and I know what it is. Cranes migrating southward.

There is a fine mist over the forest and the weather is much different from last Sunday where drifting clouds graced a beautiful blue sky. Not many days have past since then and I already have an urge to see this beautiful forest once again dressed in autumn colour.

Gribskov er den fjerde største skov i Danmark, og ligger 46 kilometer nord for København. Navnet, Gribskov betyder en ting, som grebet, tilhører alle, en statsskov.
Skoven har rødder, der er over 10.000 år gamle, og skoven består af et system af moræner med parallelle højdedrag og dale.
I disse år er skovarbejdere i færd med at genoprette søerne for at give nyt liv til fugle og dyr.

På min rejse mod Kagerup station sidder et lille barn i hendes barnevogn. Da toget kører ind i skoven bliver hendes øjne større, og hun taber kæben, mens en lille dråbe savl truer med at løbe ned over det ignorerede farvestrålende legetøj.

Barnets opmærksomhed på natur får mig til at tænke på, om der eksisterer arketypisk hukommelse. Om et par år fra nu, kan jeg møde barnet med en lille rygsæk, der indeholder en madpakke og en ekstra trøje. Det er, som om en masse mennesker er blevet bevidste om naturen, og hvad den betyder for dem.

Jeg står ud af toget ved Kagerup Station, og sætter kursen mod “Hestesøen”, et passende øgenavn, men ikke i dag.
Da jeg ankommer til søen, er jeg helt alene. Selv hestene søger ly inde i tæt skov.
Jeg er næsten gået forbi søen, da jeg hører fugle skrige højt over mit hoved, og jeg ved, hvad det er. Traner, der migrerer sydover.

Der er en fin tåge over skoven, og vejret er meget forskelligt fra i søndags, hvor drivende skyer prydede en smuk blå himmel. Ikke mange dage er gået siden da, og jeg har allerede en trang til at se denne smukke skov igen klædt i efterårets farver.
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Gribskov med kort til print, og mange flere oplysninger om seværdigheder.

Nu er det Vandrevejr

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Har I brug for hjælp? Ja tak, lød svaret, en taxa ville være dejlig.

En stor familie var gået i stå midt på skovvejen. Aldersspredningen var stor, og flere familiemedlemmer var svært plagede af den pludselige sensommervarme.

Det kvikke svar, og tanken om en stor taxa på den lille skovvej fik de fleste til at smile. Da vi skiltes, havde latteren givet fornyet energi, og jeg så selskabet gå videre i samlet trop.

Nu er det perfekt vandrevejr, så nyd det, selv om en enkelt byge eller to skulle kaste lidt vand af sig.

Ved Brillerne, Rudersdal
Jægersborg Hegn
Dagpåfugleøje, Jægersborg Hegn
Rudersdal, Nord for Mølleåen
Rudersdal, Nord for Mølleåen
Ved Brillerne, Rudersdal
Ved Brillerne, Rudersdal
Ved Brillerne, Rudersdal
Slåen
Søllerød Naturpark, ved Rude Skov
Søllerød Naturpark
Rude Skov

Seværdigheder i Jægersborg Hegn – Med PDF kort

Diversity

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It has been a unique place to explore once. Old hulls, small wooden houses, giant cranes between towering container stacks and sand piles as high as mountains.
Old chairs and sofas forgotten by their owners stood deserted and alluring with empty seats. Small coves with construction waste taken over by the most beautiful flowers and grasses. There were many great fishing spots, where a folding chair could be used along with a packed lunch and a good cup of coffee.

There are still a small area with small wooden houses where people pursuits with their boats and flowers or repairs of a weather vane.
But I recognize a difference. Small improvised roadblocks pop up like dandelions in asphalt, so that curious urban residents don’t disturb the quietness that still exist in the area.
They are almost gone the intriguing places, and what is left is fenced … and yet, out there where a large cruise ship docks, here’s still cozy activities.

Fiskeri og Badning i Nordhavn

Længe leve mangfoldigheden ❤

Det har været et unikt sted at udforske en gang. Gamle skibsskrog, små træhuse, gigantiske kraner mellem tårnhøje container stakke og sand bunker så høje som bjerge.

Gamle stole og sofaer glemt af deres ejere stod øde og dragende med tomme pladser. Små vige med byggeaffald overtaget af smukke blomster, græsser og blåt hav. Overalt var der gode fiskesteder, hvor en klapstol kunne ‘indtages’ sammen med frokosten og en god kop kaffe.
Der er stadig et lille område med små træhuse, hvor folk sysler med deres både og blomster, eller reparerer en vejrhane. Men jeg opdager en forskel. Små improviserede vejspærringer popper op som mælkebøtter i asfalt, så nysgerrige byboere ikke forstyrrer den smule fred, der stadig eksisterer i området.
De er næsten væk de spændende steder, og hvad der er tilbage er indhegnet … og alligevel, derude, hvor et stort krydstogtskib ligger til kaj, her er stadigvæk hyggelige og sjove aktiviteter.