… I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
The Cloud by Percy Bysshe Shelley
I took this picture of a hail storm over the sea yesterday.
Half an hour later we were soaked by fierce storms on our way home.
“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.
Welcome March, Welcome Spring!
In the past, you brought very little rain with you.
I’ll put my faith in you ❤ – after 6 months of monsoon
and dear Jet Streams, don’t be so stubborn, please 🥴
A happy picture from a spring when the sun was shining.
Peter Lieps Hus is steeped in tradition in the Deer Park north of Copenhagen.
I found wonderful paintings on wikimedia from two Danish painters: Paul Gustav Fischer and C.M. Soya – Jensen.
What a joyous time to look forward to, spring and summer ❤
Skovtur ved Peter Lieps hus i Dyrehaven, 1904
Dansk maler; Paul Gustav Fischer, 22. juli 1860 i København – 5. januar 1934 i Gentofte
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Peter Lieps House on a winter day waiting for guests to arrive.
On an autumn day in the Deer Park.
Peter Lieps Hus by Hanna’s Walk, Hanna Greenwood.
Peter Lieps Hus set fra bagsiden
Dansk maler; C.M. Soya_Jensen
Date of birth/death: 27 December 1860 – 21 February 1912
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On a wonderful sunny day in Sweden with bar frost
Photo by Hanna Greenwood – Mölle med udsigt til Kullen
Sigvard Hansen – Fiskerleje i Sverige Hansen, 1885. Sigvard Marius, 1859-1938, maler.
The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling with disappointment to the ground.
Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire
Do you think he intends to take a swim, I asked dubious. We stood as frozen, literally.
An old man wearing a bathrobe came walking towards us. He limped heavily and had difficulty keeping his balance.
He headed for the bathing bridge. We greeted each other, and I asked for his venture.
I’m going for a swim! It stimulates the body. We glanced in awe as he disappeared in the ice cold sea. We stood guard, unsolicited until he was safely back on the bridge 😊
Don’t let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.
John Wooden
HANNA'S WALK 
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