#Nature

Summer Birds, Shaky Legs and Flowers

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A fairy tale was waiting for me outside the Fairy Tale Woods. A suitable name for these woods!
The first thing I saw were cows grazing. But between them on the ground lay a small bundle.
A cow had calved a moment ago. The umbilical cord hung between the legs.
Both animals were looking a bit exhausted but after a while the calve made attempts to stand despite its shaky legs. That was a lovely sight!!
While I was watching, butterflies were gathering around flowers and the fragrances of summer was wonderful
Keep your eyes open for fairy tales ❤

The Danish name for butterfly is sommer-fugl. Consisting of two words: Summer and bird

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Rain and Mist

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Even rain and mist can be lovely on a Summer day.
But do you know the rain that makes you drenched on five seconds?

A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener.
Henry David Thoreau

Taking the Plunge

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Photo by Hanna Greenwood, Hanna’s Walk

A Bridge, The Roman Iron Age and a Bog

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Map of a walk in an ancient bog

I find old bogs fascinating.
Four days ago we went through this bog on a road network consisting of planks and footpaths which ensures the traveller a dry shod travel.

People lived in this area for millennia.
When people dug peat in the bog in 1943 they found an old road system.

Large stones cover the road, and dates back to the Roman Iron Age.
They also found a plank laid road, 150 meter long, possibly a bridge, with 400 wooden poles that can be dated back to 2,800 BC.
Archaeologists believe the poles were meant to support a planar road across the wetlands.

Click to access Ellemosestien.pdf

A Sonny Sunday on the Beach

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Lying in the grass

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Who would have thought it possible that a tiny little flower could preoccupy a person so completely that there simply wasn’t room for any other thought.
Sophie Scholl

And ‘t is my faith, that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
William Wordsworth



…One sweet hour with the fragrance of the red clover
Herman Hesse

Gathering Sea Sandwort

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It is popular to gather food in the wild in Denmark.
Yesterday we picked Sea Sandwort. It tastes like cucumber.

The Stag

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If I hurry I can make it before the rain starts.
That was my last thought before I rode the bike through the deer park and down to the sea.
Beautiful cumulus clouds were building up on the horizon, and the weather forecast predicted violent thunderstorms mixed with hail in exquisite places .
The sea was wonderful. Boats were mirroring their white sails in the dark shadows from towering clouds while two kayakers were sliding past me only leaving a faint murmur behind.
On my way back through the forest the clouds became darker and suddenly I hear the familiar sound of thunder while the rain starts pouring down.
While I wait out of the rain, I suddenly see a big stag on the other side of the trail.
A few minutes we look each other in the eyes, then he disappears worthy among the trees, leaving a rush in my stomach.
Maybe it was the same stag I met on a lovely autumn day: A golden moment

After The Rain

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The rain has continued persistently for two days. This afternoon it stopped. That gave me the opportunity to visit the ducks and the new bridge by the lake.

Swimming

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I’m so grateful that I learned to swim when I went to the first school classes.
That sport has given me so much joy.
I took these pictures yesterday. The water temperature is 17 degrees.
I am considering becoming a winter swimmer, so I might as well start now!