Imagine if we still believed in trolls.
Stories, told around the fireplace are no more. But how did they originate in the first place?
Dark forests, bogs and misty shapes across the meadow.
Of course, it was teeming with trolls everywhere 🤤
In Denmark we have several forests named after trolls.
Forests, where crippled trees reach out their tentacles for terrified walkers.
It’s always good fun when you are safe at home😁
“Come what may, all bad fortune
is to be conquered by endurance.”
~ Virgil
“In October, a maple tree before your window lights up your room like a great lamp.
Even on cloudy days, its presence helps to dispel the gloom.”
~ John Burroughs
Hans Andersen Brendekilde was a Danish painter, 1857–1942.
Title: Wooded Path in Autumn, Date 1902. Painting: Oil on canvas.
I once saw a grass snake at the size of an over dimensional bicycle tube in one of the small paths.
The snake was enjoying the sun, but withdrew smoothly into the bush. A breathless moment it was.
There are several wooden bridges in the bog. They become slippery like soap during the winter months.
Always an exciting moment to climb a bridge 😊
My October is clear crispy air, sunshine and the trees fireworks. It’s the trees gushing thanks for this year. October is fabulous.
“October had tremendous possibility. The summer’s oppressive heat was a distant memory, and the golden leaves promised a world full of beautiful adventures. They made me believe in miracles.”
~ Sarah Guillory, Reclaimed
Fierce gusts made it difficult for me to keep my balance – on the ground 🤣
But some surfers had a tremendous play with waves.
Several were captured by the wind and hang for a moment what looked like 3 to 4 meters above the sea.
By the Sea by Emily Dickinson is one of my favourite poems:
… And he – he followed close behind;
I felt his silver heel
Upon my ankle, – then my shoes
Would overflow with pearl …
What a great day it was today. Lots of wind and whitecaps ❤
HANNA'S WALK 
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