When the day grew dark, a rosy glow coloured the sky. A subdued but beautiful fireworks.
It has turned into some memorable walks throughout the year. Snow and clear weather provided us with a wonderful light. Beautiful spring days followed with an abundance of flowering trees and shrubs. Then came summer with a great intensity of bird song and a few weeks of hot weather. In the middle of September the rain sat in and it did’t stop again until Christmas. Well, it has varied between overcast, misty weather, fog and no sun. But it does good to think about the first half because it was infinitely beautiful.
An Irish Blessing:
May you live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live.
This is a magnificent beach in Sejerø Bugt in Kattegat. It’s called Gudmindrup. But don’t tell anyone. Keep it as a secret 🙂
The sea was our main entertainment. When company came, we set them before it on rugs, with thermoses and sandwiches and colored umbrellas, as if the water – blue, green, gray, navy or silver as it might be – were enough to watch. ~ Sylvia Plath
I love snow for the same reason I love Christmas: It brings people together while time stands still…
Rachel Cohn, Dash & Lily’s Book of Dares
I did this walk with awe on a hard winter day in 2011. Every part of the landscape had turned itself into an adventure due to a heavy snowfall during the night.
Happy Winter Solstice
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.
~ Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass
Thieves’ corner! This is where abominable greedy men with murky faces hide their precious loot. They watch greedily, while tons of gold ducats, jewellery and gems are poured into treasure chests.
Are you still with me?
That’s the picture I see when I stumble across the place-name Tyvekrogen in English; thieves’ corner. But alas! The reality is less colourful. At least when I search the web.
On the other hand I’ve never checked those houses. That’s a comfort if you just like me are greatly entertained by good stories 😊
Note: Thieves’ corner is a remote clearing surrounded by scrub and woodland.
This is from a joyous walk between two lakes: Vejlesø and Furesøen.
A little note: The residential roads are among the most expensive neighbourhoods in North Zealand – apart from the fishermen’s cabins 😉
Do you recognise the ambience, the mood in the landscape. I can almost smell the snow. I love that smell.
Danish painter Anders Andersen-Lundby (1841–1923)
Winter landscape with a horse-drawn cart.
Oil on canvas, A Andersen Lundby München 1887.
Wikimedia Commons
Anders Andersen-Lundby found many motives in Bavaria where he lived with his family from 1876 until his dead in 1923. He was known for his beautiful snow landscapes.
I always think of Harrevad Bridge when I see Winter Landscape with a Horse-drawn Cart. Most of all because of the history which is attached to the bridge.
Harrevad Bridge is part of an ancient ford
Through centuries, travellers crossed the ford at Harrevad Bridge. Down towards the bridge exist several sunken ancient roads caused by people who have walked with their ox and horse-drawn carts in all kind of weather.
I had a wonderful winter walk in Hareskoven years back when snow added a beautiful mood to the landscape. It was only just that I got out of the forest before it got dark, very dark – no moon 🥴🙂
Rain, lots of rain. In addition, it’s cold, and a gale is sweeping across the country tonight. That’s why I found pictures from Norway. It did rain on that holiday too. But not for four months 🥴🙂
High upon a forest slope tucked between the trees stands a bench. Sometimes I climb up the slope just to sit in silence on that bench. A seep emerges at the foot of the hill and all kind of birds come here to drink. Even Hugin and Munin ⚡🙂 A temple of nature.
“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.” ~ William Shakespeare
HANNA'S WALK 
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