Stroll

The trail that never ends

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Maybe we’ll have snow next week. At the moment, it’s a lovely spring. People are enjoying the outdoors and the sun.
Years ago I was on a great walk at Sjaelssoe.
Steep hills, small springs, pastures, winding paths and a wooden pier for ‘happy swimmers’.
The temperature varied a lot depending on whether I was in the woods or on the sunny meadow.
It was bitterly cold in the wood by the springs, and the lake didn’t beckon for a swim, on the contrary. But the walk was worth remembering ❤

Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø
Ved Sjælsø

The place where you lose the trail is not necessarily the place where it ends.
Tom Brown, Jr.

One of my Favourite Lakes

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We walk a few kilometers along winding residential roads with flowering shrubs, trees and cozy houses, and soon we are down by the lake.
This is years and a few lock downs since I last was here, and I’m completely overwhelmed by the thoughts of all the fun and strenuous experiences that have piled up over the years.
It is cold and windy. The weather is very changeable and the rain showers violent. Still, we meet people who are out and about.
Soon it is pouring down with hail and heavy rain, and we hurry to shelter under some large oak trees. Another awesome moment where nature sets the agenda ⛈️😊

Happy Walk to All of You

Leave Only Your Footprints Behind 🥾🍀🥾🍀🥾

A Weather Window

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Hornbaek

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
~ Charles Dickens, Great Expectations.

Skovshoved

A Temple of Nature

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High upon a forest slope tucked between the trees stands a bench. Sometimes I climb up the slope just to sit in silence on that bench. A seep emerges at the foot of the hill and all kind of birds come here to drink. Even Hugin and Munin ⚡🙂 A temple of nature.

“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.” ~ William Shakespeare

Fragrance Of Autumn

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We have wonderful days now. Between rainy days, the sun breaks through and the delicate scents of wet foliage bring back memories of the springtime forest.

The Veil Is Thinner

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A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made.  The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air.
~   Eric Sloane

A Swedish Mountain Walk

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It’s autumn. Maybe you have an urge for mountains?
Some of my readers did a search for a map of Kullaberg on my blog.
I would recommend that you take a look at Kullaleden:

KULLALEDEN