The poem, There is nothing in the world as quiet as snow, was written by the author Helge Rode in 1886. The poem is quiet like the snow itself, offering us a new reality that is quiet, pure and gentle. *Højskolesangbogen
There is nothing in the world as quiet as snow, when it softly descends through the air, muffles your steps, hush, hushs gently on the voices that speak too loudly.
There is nothing in the world of a purity like snow, swan down from the white wings of heaven. On your hand a fluff is like a teardrop. White thoughts silently dance and sway.
There is nothing in the world that can soften like snow. Hush, you listen until the silent sounds. O, so fine a sound, Silver bell song Deep inside your heart is ringing.
“Promise to stay wild with me. We’ll seek and return and stay and find beauty and the extraordinary in all the spaces we can claim. We´ll know how to live. How to breathe magic into the mundane.” ~ Victoria Erickson
The yellow foliage shines like sunshine. Buzzards screech above me as they gather before the journey. I hear the cranes before I see their wedge-shaped silhouette. They trumpet loudly above my head. Those birds are amazing!! October is outstanding 😊
“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
“The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.” ~ John Muir
“…The earth never tires, The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first, Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first, Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop’d, I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell…” Song of the Open Road by Walt Whitman
..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
“Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter.” – Carol Bishop Hipps
“But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees” ~ C. S. Lewis
“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” – Percy Bysshe Shelley
Raadvad, or Rådvad is a former industrial development located on both sides of the Mølleåen river which at this point marks the border between Lyngby-Taarbæk and Rudersdal municipalities in the northern suburbs of Copenhagen, Denmark. It was built around a watermill in the second half of the 18th century and has given name to a well-known Danish brand of knives and other kitchen equipment. The buildings are now all heritage listed. They include Raadvad Kro from 1861 and a hostel based in a former school from 1894. Other buildings include a centre for building conservation and a local nature school. * Wikipedia
A few days ago we had a wonderful summer afternoon, with a cool breeze from the lake. Good to be out and about in old settings to check if they were as beautiful as remembered 😊🥰👏
I love to see the summer beaming forth And white wool sack clouds sailing to the north I love to see the wild flowers come again And mare blobs stain with gold the meadow drain And water lilies whiten on the floods Where reed clumps rustle like a wind shook wood Where from her hiding place the Moor Hen pushes And seeks her flag nest floating in bull rushes I like the willow leaning half way o’er The clear deep lake to stand upon its shore I love the hay grass when the flower head swings To summer winds and insects happy wings That sport about the meadow the bright day And see bright beetles in the clear lake play ~ John Clare
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