The Perfect Place

It was on a bike ride Rudolph Tegner found the perfect place for his sculptures:

On a trip over fences and bog rose a bare hill in North Zealand.

Swallows flew over the ground, and the larks disappeared into space with jubilant song –

The wind stroked moaning over grass and heather and no man was to see for miles away.

This was the place.

The long hill with the vast view towards Kullen –

Kattegat in the north, and the forests at Esrum and Horneby in the west and south.

There, countless of statues could grow and become one with earth and sky.

Rudolp Tegner

Come Play In The Waves

I did a wonderful walk in the Northern part of Zealand today.
The sea was fabulous reflecting the blue sky.
The lifeguards were in place at Villingebæk Beach:
”Come and play in the small waves”
Air: 18 C, Water: 17 ° C,
Not yet ❄

A Holy Hole Tree

Perhaps you have heard of it before: A sacred hole tree.
If you have diseases or ailments, you must crawl through the hole in the tree.
There is a tradition of being naked because it is a kind of rebirth.
When you climb through the hole, you have to sacrifice a piece of clothing to the tree as thanks.

Hole trees are primarily healing trees, but often they are also taboo trees that one must not harm.
I found this tree on the meadow and was content to take this picture as the only action 😊

Better To Avoid The Whomping Willow?

All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better
Ralph Waldo Emerson
– even if you should pass a Whomping Willow

Sand Dunes

What a beautiful, sunny morning. It makes you happy to be alive, doesn’t it? We can’t let the sun
outshine us! We have to beam, too!

Takayuki Ikkaku

On A Summer Day

That beautiful season the Summer!
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light;
and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Hamlet would approve

The day was incredible hot and people took the opportunity to take a swim in historic surroundings overlooking Kronborg Castle. A spectacular choice if you ask me 😎

Midsummer

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

William Wordsworth

The gate to Øresund

Yesterday we did a wonderful walk along the coastline and through the old town of Dragør. It is a very charming town with an interesting history dating back to the 1100s. The town’s location still has an impact on the ship traffic.

The Wonderful World of June

A bike ride in the countryside in June is an encouraging happening. I felt as a child in Robert Louis Stevenson’s poem, The Swing:

How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside.
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown–
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!