The Magical Power of Snow

The hoarse cries of a raven put me in adventure mood. A few kilometres further on, only the creaking of snow under my shoes breaks the silence, This is an amazing day after the blizzard and the light makes my heart sing.
I’m grateful for being alive.

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the withered air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farm-house at the garden’s end.
The sled and traveler stopped, the courier’s feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, and housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.

The Snow-Storm by Ralph Waldo Emerson

My Walk in the Snow Today

Keep your faith in the invisible light

We were late. Was it possible to complete the walk around the lake before nightfall?
We can turn around if necessary, I said. Thus encouraged, we started the walk that’s cherished by so many people. Whether it’s because of the wren that jumps around in the undergrowth, the sheep on the meadow, the soft call of the bullfinch, hovering buzzards, squealing ducks or the blue flash of the kingfisher, I do not know.
But one thing is certain, people love the area and so do I.

The eastern light our spires touch at morning,
The light that slants upon our western doors at evening,
The twilight over stagnant pools at batflight,
Moon light and star light, owl and moth light,
Glow-worm glowlight on a grassblade.
O Light Invisible, we worship Thee!

T.S. Eliot

Keep your faith in beautiful things;
in the sun when it is hidden,
in the Spring when it is gone.

Roy R. Gibson

Vikings, The Sea Stallion from Glendalough and Roskilde Cathedral

I will show you some of my favourite places in Denmark, that is, those close to Copenhagen.

The first place of them all is The Viking Ship Museum and Roskilde Domkirke.
A walk from the main street in Roskilde past the cathedral and through the parks down to the harbour, is a very nice walk.

The Viking Age in Roskilde was quite dramatic and colourful.

The history carries unique testimony of that time. Among other things, marine archaeologists found the original warship, The Sea Stallion from Glendalough in the channel to Roskilde, lowered along with 4 other Viking ships, presumably to prevent an enemy attack from the outside.

The original ships are exhibited at the museum. The Sea Stallion is reconstructed and is sailing during summers with 60 – 62 members of the crew at a time.

The Sea Stallion was built in Ireland by trees felled in the beautiful forest in Glendalough, hence the name of the ship.

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Glendalough
Take a look at these brilliant films on: webtv.vikingeskibsmuseet.dk

A walk from the harbour towards the Cathedral

A walk from the Cathedral towards the harbour.

Repairing of the reconstruction of the warship, The Sea Stallion from Glendalough in the spring 2014.

 

The Cemetery Mariebjerg

Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the Earth are never alone or weary of life.
Rachel Carson

I wouldn’t dwell too much here when the night comes but now with the sun reflected in the frost, the cemetery is very beautiful. It’s always a pleasure to take a stroll among the huge trees and corridors.
Mariebjerg Cemetery is designated as one of the ten most significant works of architecture in Denmark. Mariebjerg was built in the years 1926-1936 under the direction of architect G. N. Brandt.

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Mariebjerg Cemetery

The Dream Keeper

Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
Langston Hughes

Two days ago I walked along this lovely lake. The ice packed together in the strong wind, and the wind brought a fine song, like a thousand bells each with their own melody.

A Bit Shaken But Not Stirred

For a start it was like any other walk I’ve been on but then I came down to the lake.
Once it was a necessity to pull off shoes and socks on this side of the lake when strong wind came in from west.
I don’t need it today because the new bridge is raised half a meter above previous level.
Sometimes it’s nice with challenges, but today I’m happy to keep my shoes on.
The temperature is just above freezing, and the wind is 15 to 20 m/s.
Maybe my pictures got blurred but then you know why. I was a bit shaken but not stirred.
When you shake a Martini small fragments of ice are floating on top and that’s exactly how I felt when I left the lake behind me. Chilled to the bone.

The Winter Sea

The birds are gone, The ground is white,
The winds are wild, They chill and bite;
The ground is thick with slush and sleet,
And I barely feel my feet.

Winter Poems

A day in January

If You become Ill

It might be good to live in the city, I thought. Being anonymous and still be whole as a human being. But no one had told me that the stars were invisible at the famous main street in the city.¹

What kind of view would you prefer if you were confined to bed with a prolonged illness?
I have asked that question before on my blog and I still find the issue interesting.
Yesterday I visited Copenhagen. The newly constructed Copenhagen built up against Nokken, and Amager Fælled, a nature reserve.

I glanced into the courtyard of an expensive property. The sun was shining, but not inside the courtyard. It had a gloomy expression. Not a single tree was to discern.
It’s not a new wisdom that green areas have a therapeutic effect on humans, yet the high residential houses are built much to close to each other. Not even a vague desire is left for a garden chair in a sunbeam.
Studies show that we recover more quickly overlooking a green area. There is also evidence that our stress levels decrease in natural areas.
Perhaps we stay strong and healthy in green surroundings? Environments that invite us outside. Entice us to move around along lakes over hills and through forests.

Then we might start eating to live and not vice versa.

Nokken is located on the southernmost part of Islands Brygge, a former industrial neighborhood. In the early 1930s, some fishermen started to build small houses down to the water front.
Now there are allotments, overlooking the tall new residences. Fortunately, the harbor entrance creates a space between the two worlds, the green and the gray concrete.

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¹ Inspiration: Harvest A/S

May the dreams you hold dearest…

May you live a long life
Full of gladness and health,
With a pocket full of gold
As the least of you wealth.
May the dreams you hold dearest,
Be those which come true,
The kindness you spread,
Keep returning to you.

A blessing from Ireland,
Author Unknown


Midsommer, Haverdal, Sverige

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!