Landscapes

A Medieval ruin, A Tunnel System and a Tinker

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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

Trolls and Hell, Forest and The Sea

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This is Hell in North. That’s the rumour of Tisvilde.
The steep and long firebreaks, consisting of loose white sand, are part of a route in an annual runner competition.
But there is much more to Tisvilde than the up to 62 meter high exhausting runway of sand.
It is an outstanding piece of nature and the awesome experiences of mine are countless.
There is an old part of the forest called the Goblin Forest

Getting lost in the forest in the twilight might be a nerve wrecking walk

Inside the forest is an exotic area with many wonderful old juniper trees


The beach is second to none

…and some ‘adults’ couldn’t resist the sea even on a very cold day



The temperature change from warm and pleasant to a sudden cooling


The area is like Heaven on Earth and apparently Hell at the same time.
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Tisvilde

The Little Windflower

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Now the feast is coming to an end for the beautiful little Windflower or Wood Anemone or Thimbleweed or Smell Fox.
Dear child has many names 🙂

The Art Of Wandering

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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth

The Cold Spring

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After many months of cold, rain, snow, fog and greyness the spring finally came.
Unsurpassed it is the most beautiful spring I’ve ever experienced.
Tomorrow follows further photographic documentation 🙂

Dear Silly Spring

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We sat on a fallen tree, enjoying the warmth from the spring sun. Finally, warmer weather!
It was a wonderful day of good wind and scudding clouds.
But I noticed, small bits of cotton wool dancing in the wind, shining in the sun. Seed heads I thought, until one of the objects melted in my hand, it was snowflakes, April! 🙂

Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!
Wallace Stevens

The sky isn’t always blue in Denmark

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A few rays of sunshine, but it wasn’t comparable to September last year.
Esrum Lake is Denmark’s second largest lake.
The lake is shaped like a large bathtub with deep slopes not far from the width and a large relatively flat bottom. It is formed during the last ice age, probably because a large ice block has been left on site.

September last year

Esrum Sø
Kanoudlejning på Esrum Sø

On My Way To The Grocery

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Sometimes it’s a pleasure to walk instead of driving 🙂

My Walk in The Shire

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Sing all ye joyful, now sing all together!
The wind’s in the tree-top, the wind’s in the heather;
The stars are in blossom, the moon is in flower,
And bright are the windows of night in her tower.Dance all ye joyful, now dance all together!
Soft is the grass, and let foot be like feather!
The river is silver, the shadows are fleeting;
Merry is May-time, and merry our meeting.Sigh no more pine, till the wind of the morn!
Fall Moon! Dark be the land!
Hush! Hush! Oak, ash and thorn!
Hushed by all water, till dawn is at hand!
All Ye Joyful by J. R. R. Tolkien

Vandretur i Ejby Ådal

But If You So Much As Dare To Speak…

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The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You’re one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
a cloud come over the sunlit arch,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you’re two months back in the middle of March.
Robert Frost, Two Tramps in Mud Time, 1926

No need to take the jacket, I thought on the way out the door but did it anyway.
I had never managed without 🙂



Femsølyng, Rude Skov