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 ❤
The place where you lose the trail is not necessarily the place where it ends.
Tom Brown, Jr.
“The days are short,
The sun a spark,
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.” From the poem; January by John Updike
The summer was lovely and a light breeze made the walk enjoyable for my friend, Joanna and I. She has a high metabolism like me, like a hobbit, and we didn’t get far before we had our first meal on a bench in the garden of Frederiksborg Castle.
Today* the temperature is slightly difference to put it mildly. There is frost in the air and severe wind but the sun is shining. I have layer upon layer until there are no more space under my jacket. Nevertheless, I take a short break on a bench beside Athene.
My walk is about 15 km long and I don’t have much time before darkness set in. I buy a bottle of water in a shop but I cannot open it. My fingers are already frozen. I slip the bottle into the rucksack and continue the walk past the spectacular little castle, Badstuen and Louise’s Island.
The small buildings on the Island in Ødammen was built by Frederick 7. as a miniature version of a Norwegian manor. I walk through the village Gadevang, and soon I’m on my way up towards the mountain, Fruebjerg, in the forest, Gribskov. The sun is setting and the sight towards the coast is magnificent. I love this view. However I have a train to catch so I hurry down the mountain and through the forest to the train station. There are ten minutes until the train arrives! I can not remember the last time I’ve been so cold. Well, maybe when I skated as a child 🙂
Sommeren var dejlig, og en let brise gjorde vandreturen behagelig for min veninde og mig. Vi har et højt stofskifte, ligesom en hobbit, og vi nåede ikke langt, før vi indtog vores første måltid på en bænk i parken ved Frederiksborg Slot.
I dag er temperaturen anderledes for nu at sige det mildt. Der er frost i luften og hård vind, men solen skinner. Jeg er iført lag på lag indtil der ikke er mere plads under min jakke.
Alligevel tager jeg en kort pause på en bænk ved siden af Athene.
Min tur er cirka 15 km lang, og jeg har ikke meget tid, før mørket indfinder sig.
Jeg har købt vand i en kiosk, men jeg kan ikke åbne flasken. Mine fingre er allerede stivfrosne. Jeg pakker flasken ned i rygsækken, og fortsætter turen forbi det spektakulære lille slot, Badstuen og Louises Ø.
De små bygninger på øen i Ødammen blev bygget af Frederik den 7. som en miniature udgave af en norsk herregård.
Jeg går ud gennem landsbyen Gadevang, og snart er jeg på vej op mod Fruebjerg, inde i skoven. Solen er ved at gå ned, og synet mod kysten er storslået. Det er højdepunktet på turen bogstavelig talt, og i overført betydning. Min vandretur fortsætter i hast mod togstationen, Kagerup.
Her må jeg måtte vente i 10 minutter. Jeg kan ikke huske hvornår jeg har været så nedkølet. Jo, måske dengang, da jeg løb på skøjter som barn 🙂
This picture is from today’s walk. The most sunny minute of the day. Tomorrow there are warnings out for heavy rain all day. It would be nice to borrow Frodo’s gift from Galadriel: “A light to you in a dark place.” But the bog was wonderful and there was no sign of Gollum 😅😊
Have a happy time out there and leave only your footprint ❤️
A snowy day today in Rude Skov on a wonderful day in December. Many people enjoyed the trees in the forest as they stood dressed in white robes. Tomorrow wind is forecast from the south with rain and dark clouds. But it will be easier to go on a bike trip 😊
Where did it go the little funny white throated dipper. I had no hopes of seeing the bird in this landscape. All I wanted was to enjoy the peace and the vast landscape along the stream. If I should catch sight of it and see it nodding and dancing, diving and flying low over the water then I would certainly be happy. But there were other more focused birders, with telephoto lenses so big they were squishing under the weight. I did not envy them in the cold. I hope they got what they came for. I got the joy of a wonderful white landscape 🤗
The weather is cold as we enter a dark and almost eerie forest. Hesitantly, the snow begins to fall. Floating, fluttering snowflakes fall on trees, and moss. As if the snow doesn’t know the meaning of it. Hours later, when I look over my shoulder on our way out of the forest I know the purpose. The forest has turned into a bright living adventure. A homage to nature.
Danish painter Anders Andersen-Lundby, En vinterskov 1882
Danish painter Anders Andersen-Lundby, Winter Evening 1886.
Hanna Greenwood, An Enchanted Winter Day 2021
“There is nothing in the world so quiet as snow, when it softly falls through the air, muffles your steps, lulls, lulls gently the voices which speak too loudly.”1
Danish painter Peder Mørk Mønsted, Wood in Snow
1 The danish author Helge Rode wrote the poem in 1886, There is nothing in the world as quiet as snow
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