The Haze in Autumn
Withered woods, dried up rivers.
People talk about summer in October.
About confused bird nesting.
Chestnut trees and rhododendrons are in bloom.
Today I heard this advice in the radio:
Enjoy the weather and don’t think.
We walk past the clay pit turned into an azure lake.
Before there were excavators, now fish are swimming.
We walk past the weir and the yellow owl house.
The owl house because the owl chose the chimney as a lookout point.
Looking for the bird, knowing that it found a nice box without smoke.
Wandering along lakes with shoes disappearing in leaves.
It is October, Autumn is here.
Buttercups and Fairy Miners
Everything is lush and green as far as the eye can see, but after a while there is something that interferes with the green.
Golden glimpse between tall pines. Buttercups. Billions of buttercups.
As if that weren’t enough, the beautiful Icelandic horses adorn the meadow and immortalise this vibrant summer day
That’s what walking is all about:
Beautiful discoveries ❤
There must be fairy miners
Just underneath the mould,
Such wondrous quaint designers
Who live in caves of gold.
They take the shining metals,
And beat them into shreds,
And mould them into petals
To make the flowers’ heads.
Sometimes they melt the flowers
To tiny seeds like pearls,
And store them up in bowers
For little boys and girls.
And still a tiny fan turns
Above a forge of gold,
To keep, with fairy lanterns,
The world from growing old.
By Wilfrid Thorley
The Awakening of an Oak
High skies and a light breeze.
An oak holds its breath, while a tree creeper sweep the deep furrows.
Church bells in the distance blends, with a bullfinch’s cautious call.
I take a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air mixed with the delicate fragrance of sorrel.
A slight breeze awakens the oak, the tree creeper disappears around a corner,
I disappear down the path, rested and happy.
Hanna Greenwood
Happy walk to all of you.
My Walk in the Forest today
When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?
Seneca
How To Find Your Way In My Favourite Forest, Gribskov
Daniele ask me where to buy a map to find his way around in Gribskov. Daniele, thank you for your question. You can download 4 maps covering the forest. The 4 links are at the bottom of this post: PDF Gribskov, Nødebo,…
The link beneath my gallery is from October in the forest.
https://hannaswalk.com/2015/10/16/an-old-forest-in-denmark/
4 Maps to rule your feet in the oldest forest in Denmark:
http://naturstyrelsen.dk/publikationer/2008/dec/gribskov-noedebo/
http://naturstyrelsen.dk/publikationer/2008/dec/gribskov-maarum/
http://naturstyrelsen.dk/publikationer/2008/dec/gribskov-gribsoe/
http://naturstyrelsen.dk/publikationer/2008/dec/gribskov-esrum/
