There is a warning of snow in the air today. It’s cold by the lake and clouds are looming at a blue sky.
The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn.
Patricia Hampl
The trees branches, bent to the ground by the airy beautiful substance of transformation.
Drowned paths impassable in spring when the stuff melts.
What was white and clean, is now brown, black and sticky.
Soon substance of transformation tumbles in beautifully decorated pipes.
Excellent arteries are living and sparkling in light summer rain.
Then slowly the tumbling stops and paths are covered with gold.
Days grow shorter and colder.
Trees stately sleep when airy transformation fluff feathery paint the tree branches white.
Bend them to the ground when transformation fluff are numerous enough…
Hanna Greenwood
Going to the woods is going home.
John Muir
Clouds gather, treetops toss and sway;
But pour us wine, an old one!
That we may turn this dreary day
To golden, yes, to golden!
Autumn has come, but never fear,
Wait but a little while yet,
Spring will be here, the skies will clear,
And fields stand deep in violets.
The heavenly blue of fresh new days
Oh, friend, you must employ them
Before they pass away. Be brave!
Enjoy them; oh, enjoy them!
Theodor Storm, A Song in October
Note
I kan læse mere om Agersø og Rude Skov her hos Naturstyrelsen
God tur derude og husk madpakken.
Det er sidste chance for at opleve naturens farver, nu tager blæsten det smukke gyldne løv.
The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air,
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.
The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
speaks to me.
The faintness of the stars,
the trail of the sun,
the strength of fire,
and the life that never goes away,
they speak to me.
And my heart soars.
Chief Dan George
Tranquillity in the forest glade. That was a golden moment that day.
The sun breaks through the clouds, and illuminates the bright golden birch trees.
Still, the impression is diffused. As if the colours are more important than the contours.
Has nature decided that today’s colours are the most important issue?
The blueberry rice is empty, but a few hidden blackberries are full of sweetness and memories of the summer’s bounteous harvest of luscious berries.
This place is fairy land. There is no doubt.
Fairy Dust is essential.
Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip’s bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry,
On the bat’s back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
by William Shakespeare
I went to the Botanical Garden in the middle of Copenhagen. I came to experience the quietness, the beautiful palm house and the exotic flowers. I ended up in a several hours long conversation with a stranger from Georgia, US.
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
– William Butler Yeats
The Botanical Garden is part of the Natural History Museum of Denmark, at the University of Copenhagen.
Natural History Museum of Denmark, Botanical Garden, Københavns Universitet
TO RETURN HOME
Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.
– John Muir, Our National Parks, 1901
Denmark celebrates nature tomorrow 11.09.2016
You can click this link for several arrangements: Naturens Dag
Høvelte, Sjælsø Sandholm Øvelsesterræn
Høvelte, Sjælsø Sandholm Øvelsesterræn
Friluftsrådet
Danmarks Naturfredningsforening
“There comes a time when autumn asks,
“What have you been doing all summer?”
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer
– Helen Hunt Jackson, September
When autumn darkness falls, what we will remember are the small acts of kindness: a cake, a hug, an invitation to talk, and every single rose. These are all expressions of a nation coming together and caring about its people.
– Jens Stoltenberg
Notes
You can read more about these meadows here: Søllerød Naturpark
Høje Møn is outstanding nature in Denmark.
We drove south from Copenhagen and as we approached Møn the haze was like a light veil over the peninsula.
It was a stunning walk with exceptional views.
You can find this area on: Danskebjerge
Notes
Geocenter Møn
danskebjerge.dk
HANNA'S WALK 
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