A Happy Change

I had a lovely shift in the weather yesterday:

A grey sky is broken,
by a fresh wind.
The smell of brine, and dog rose.
A new poem begins,
one full of play and white horses.

The Western Wind

The weather often changes in Denmark.
The western wind brings a raft of low pressure across the country

An idyllic quiet day by the sea

A creation of some outstanding clouds in the sky.

Kite surfing in icy weather

Storm coming up

Enjoying the day despite the lack of sun

A joyous speed on a beautiful stormy day

The last Day in May

Wind in my hair and the scent of lilacs.
The blackbird is singing, accompanied by a woman’s soft humming.
That is the poetry of nature the last day in May.

A wonderful Hawthorn

Tucked between the trees is a magnificent house listed in oak for the deer’s food

One among many moods of the ancient Rådvad

An anonymous mass grave from the cholera epidemic in Copenhagen in 1853, is hidden under hawthorns inside the gate of Taarbæk

Click my picture above to read my post about the Death and the Hawthorn

A path along the anonymous graves in Taarbæk

The pond at Rådvad

Another atmosphere provided from Rådvad