HANNA'S WALK

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

A Medieval ruin, A Tunnel System and a Tinker

The party was at 17 o’clock. We can take a walk in the area before our arrival.
My suggestion was based on the fact that “The adventure is waiting for anyone who understands to grab it.” ¹
Knud Rasmussens adventures were great, but small adventures also have their time on Earth especially when time is short 🙂
It was not a sleigh ride on Greenland, an experience Knud Rasmussen would have preferred, but a hike at an old castle tower and through a tunnel system formed by the last ice age.

¹”The adventure is waiting for anyone who understands to grab it.”
Knud Rasmussen

The Rare Elements of Grace, Beauty, Spirit and Freedom

You can walk for hours in the oldest forest in Denmark without seeing a soul.
Then suddenly you see a movement among trees and grasses and sometimes those beautiful animals come to greet you or maybe check your bag for carrots 🙂

Gribskov

He knows when you’re happy
He knows when you’re comfortable
He knows when you’re confident
And he always knows when you have carrots.
Unknown author

Gribskov

The essential joy of being with horses is that it brings us in contact
with the rare elements of grace, beauty, spirit and freedom.
Sharon Ralls Lemon

Gribskov

The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse’s ears
Arabian proverb

Gribskov

A horse loves freedom, and the weariest old work horse will roll on the ground or break into a lumbering gallop when he is turned loose into the open
Gerald Raferty

Gribskov

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
John Muir

Gribskov

Note

Gribskov – Need to know

Them Horses

For fast riders
We have fast horses
For slow riders
We have slow horses
For those who have never ridden
We have horses that have
Never been ridden

I found this quatation on Tumblr.
Always share it with those I care for and love. At least it never fails to make me smile.

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Greetings to the girls on the horseback I met on my way.

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