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Yesterday we did a wonderful walk along the coastline and through the old town of Dragør. It is a very charming town with an interesting history dating back to the 1100s. The town’s location still has an impact on the ship traffic.
A bike ride in the countryside in June is an encouraging happening. I felt as a child in Robert Louis Stevenson’s poem, The Swing:
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside.
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown–
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
This year, nature is more beautiful than ever.
Today I came past the lake, Hjortekæret which some of you might recognise again.
The light changes a lot, which makes the lake a lovely motif.
The lake is a popular destination for some walkers.
Children might fantasise while the adults enjoy the tranquillity.
Read about my fantastic experiences here
Congratulations on Constitution Day, Norway 💓
Photo by Hanna Greenwood
The Norwegian Trekking Association
Find din tur blandt tusindvis af turforslag og hytter i hele Norge
A brilliant four minutes video from National Geographic about the trees secret language.
Click The Oak and the video starts after 15 seconds.
Living in retirement beyond the World,
Silently enjoying isolation,
I pull the rope of my door tighter
And stuff my window with roots and ferns.
My spirit is tuned to the Spring-season:
At the fall of the year there is autumn in my heart.
Thus imitating cosmic changes
My cottage becomes a Universe.
By Lu Yün [fourth century A. D.]
The Danish butterflies are short of flowers.
I searched for three days and found only one butterfly.
Might be looking the wrong places.
The beach is unlikely this time of year 😁
Create your own wild meadow with flower seeds to help the small birds.
But it isn’t easy, said Pooh. Because poetry and hums aren’t things which you get, they’re things which get you.
And all you can do is to go where they can find you.
A.A. Milne, Creator of Winnie the Pooh
