The fragrance of heather and bog is like an instant journey into the Norwegian mountains.
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell… Read More
The weather changes between sun and showers on my walk. The wind is icy and a powerful burst containing hail almost makes me lose my breath. Then suddenly around a corner, I’m sheltered and the sun breaks through… Read More
These pools that, though in forests, still reflect The total sky almost without defect, And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver, Will like the flowers beside them soon be gone, And yet not out by any… Read More
I went for a walk in Hornbaek some days ago. The village is an old Fishermen Village. The wind blew cold along the beach but in the woods along the shore there were shelter and tranquillity. The area is very popular… Read More
I morgen og søndag den 12. og 13. december afholdes stort julemarked i den gamle Lyngby Nordre Mølle overfor Lyngby Kirke. Jeg skal måske tilføje, at jeg ikke modtager returkommission 🙂 STORT HYGGELIGT JULEMARKED God tur ❤
A new year is like a blank book. The pen is in your hand. It is your chance to write a beautiful story for yourself. Happy New Year