It’s been a long time since I last walked along this beautiful lake shore.
It’s a thrill to be back
“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.”
Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Stage Roskilde > Nyborg over the Great Belt
A selection of sunny pictures from my lovely Copenhagen.
I hope the rain will stop before the race starts 🤞🤞🤞
Copenhagen from the Church of the Savior
Sluseholmen, Christianshavn
Kastellet, Copenhagen
A courtyard in inner Copenhagen
Christianshavn, Amager
Nyhavn
Langelinie on a Midsummer Eve
What a delightful event that Tour de France makes its way past Denmark.
I hope all participants will have a great experience.
“When I was younger I asked my dad how many hills were left towards the end of the ride, he would reply: “It’s all downhill. Except for the uphill bits.””
~ Tom Cullen
Four wheels move your body, two wheels move your soul. ~ Nicola Miller
“How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside…”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson, The Swing
The build of De Connick
The old garden with pond and frogs!
“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.”
~ William Shakespeare
A missing boat!
“There are moments, above all on June evenings, when the lakes that hold our moons are sucked into the earth, and nothing is left but wine and the touch of a hand.”
~ Charles Morgan
Which fish should I choose?
Green Living
The day has to be long. How else can we experience the richness and diversity that solstice offers.
The song of the nightingale, the beautiful tones of the thrush and the song of the chaffinch over our heads. Just to name a few.
The first dew in the grass is short-lived. The sun makes the dew fly away in an almost invisible haze.
The fresh air. The scent of bog and the endless amounts of blueberry rice.
The berries, the fine sweetness that fills the mouth and paints the tongue blue and then the laughter over a sudden transformation.
The beloved cottongrass waves at us with its white tousled head and brings back memories of a wonderful Norway.
We look fascinated at the flying skill of the dragonfly. So close to the water without touching.
And then suddenly a meandering motion reveals a snake’s journey in the water.
The experiences are endless, and it is only when we run out of meals that we reluctantly go home.
Happy Midsummer ❤️
HANNA'S WALK 
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