Today is a cold rainy day in August. In fact, it could easily have been a day in November.
I was looking through my own pictures to match the light of Joaquín Sorolla’s wonderful paintings.
But I decided to deviate, with this summer image back in June 2015, where people were wearing overcoats.
Just like today 😀
The light on a Danish beach, Bellevue, 8. June, 2015.
After Bathing, date 1915. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
The Fisherman, date 1904. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
Time for a Bathe, Valencia, date 1909. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
Valencian Fisherman, date 1895. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
We’ve had plenty of sun, for a long time. Now comes the rain and nature needs it. The weather forecast predicts heavy rainfall next week. The magnolias will probably not be the same after a week’s rain.
The pictures are from today in the old Arboretum in Charlottenlund.
The arboretum was established back in 1799 to support the teaching of forest botany at the University of Copenhagen.
The oldest trees are about 300 years old.
… From this hour, freedom!
From this hour I ordain myself loosed of limits and
imaginary lines,
Going where I list—my own master, total and abso-
lute,
Listening to others, and considering well what they
say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of
the holds that would hold me.…
~ Poem of The Road by Walt Whitman
Leave Nothing But Your Footprint ❤ Happy Walk
The weather has been changing a lot lately. April fulfills her reputation 😊
We went off to the sea, but before we left home we checked the chill factor – and put on an extra layer.
They sat there on the beach in a row, people. The sun was shining, but a strong, icy cold wind was coming from the north. I couldn’t help but thinking how the sea saw the row on the beach. As if a sea can see?
They sat wrapped in blankets. The blankets they should have been sitting on. But they stayed. Just a little bit more.
The sea was unfolding its ever-changing canvas, and they could miss something:
A lovely cloud, a sharply delineated ship on the horizon, the screaming seabirds or the patrol of the oystercatchers. The sound when a wave breaks on the reef, or a nice ripple on the seventh wave.
It’s not a goodbye, but see you later ❤
My small collection of beach photos illustrate the ever-changing canvas
Leave Nothing But Your Footprint ❤ Happy Walk
Remember your packed lunch and leave only your footprints behind.
Happy walks ❤
HANNA'S WALK 
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