You can always put one foot in front of another. Well most people are that lucky. But which path do you choose? The winding path, the large wide gravel road or a cycle path along the road.
Yesterday I chose a lovely path in the Arboretum in Hørsholm. A winding path along lakes and among rhododendrons. I wanted to experience the beautiful rhododendrons in the Arboretum, and I was grateful to have the chance.
The temperature varied considerably depending on whether I was in the wood or out on the sunny meadow.
Steep slopes, small springs, pastures, hilly trails and a wooden pier for ‘happy swimmers’.
It was bitterly cold in the woods by the springs, and the lake didn’t tempt with a swim but I did have a great walk.
The place where you lose the trail is not necessarily the place where it ends.
Tom Brown, Jr.
When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?
A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here
A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.
It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.
Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:
A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.
A Light Exists in Spring by Emily Dickinson
I went to the forest to find the beautiful horses at Sandskreds Soe, the horse in this post is from my hike in December.
Nevertheless the hike was stunning with the light that gleamed in lakes and hills, grasses and trees
Det lykkedes mig ikke at finde de smukke heste ved Sandskreds Sø, hesten i dette indlæg er fra min vandretur i december.
Ikke desto mindre var vandreturen fantastisk med lyset, der skinnede i søer og bakker, græs og træer.
God tur pas på hinanden, og husk madpakken ❤
Overfarten mellem Hundested og Rørvig er altid fuld af forventning. Rørvig er unik dansk natur, og sandstrandene hører til blandt de bedste i Danmark.
Vejret var flot for en uge siden. Vinden var tæt på stormstyrke, men med solskin.
Det var min plan at gå ud på Hov Vig Nakke, men vejret slog om undervejs, og sorte skyer lovede masser af regn, da færgen nåede Rørvig.
Jeg besluttede mig for en kortere tur, og tog færgen tilbage.
Det var godt det samme, da det bliver tidligt mørkt 🙂
Hvor er vi henne? Hundested – Rørvig
‘I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in’
By John Muir