When trees grow old they have a story to tell

If only this tree could speak.
Often have I heard these words from people standing next to me in front of an old tree where branches and bark bear signs of age, wind and weather.
And in a way the old trees speak because stories are attached to them and retold again and again by people passing by.
Thus it is with the English Oak in Jaegersborg Deer Park:

Several years after the Bombardment of Copenhagen in 1807, a British soldier confessed an assassination on an English treasurer in the deer garden north of Copenhagen.
On his deathbed, he told that he and his buddy had buried the regiment chest with the soldiers salaries under the characteristic oak tree northeast of the Hermitage Castle.

The treasure was sought at the request of Queen Victoria, and there was a lot of digging around the old oak tree but the regiment chest didn’t materialise.

Arthur Wellesley led the occupation of Copenhagen in 1807.
The English formed a semicircle around Copenhagen from Svanemoellen to Kalveboderne
Some soldiers lived at Sorgenfri Castle in Kongens Lyngby, and camped in the deer garden, Jaegersborg Dyrehave.

The idyllic mass grave

People are passing by without paying any attention to the hawthorn grove in the forest at the gate of Taarbæk.
I often wonder if they are aware of the story.
Beneath the hawthorns is a mass grave. A grave for the victims of a cholera epidemic in Copenhagen back in 1853.
The many dead were driven on carts along the coast of Øresund to be buried inside the forest at Taarbæk.
There wasn’t enough burial ground left in Copenhagen for all the poor people who died of the epidemic.
I was speechless when I by a coincidence learned about the tragedy and the grave a few years back.

Old superstitions said that people got infected by plague if they sat on a grave and that is why the hawthorns were planted to avoid the epidemic from spreading.
The story also got my imagination working overtime, when I met a strange woman on a little path between the hawthorn a few years ago:

‘I went there on a late afternoon. It had just rained, it was cloudy and there was a sombre atmosphere about the place. Maybe I needed a rest, or maybe it was my meet with the woman who influenced me.
She was suddenly in front of me. Where did she come from? She was white-haired and pale. Eyes were dark and odd tinned at the same time. She looked right through me, and I made way, otherwise she had walked into me on the narrow path.
Some hours earlier, I had read several stories of peasants who constantly prohibit felling the hawthorn. Felling a hawthorn means disaster on animals and humans, and the old superstition is alive and well.
I wondered how far photography was included in the many legends and myths that exist around the trees. I took the chance and found several motifs, after which I gladly left the burial site. I was unusually tired when I got home, and I attributed it to the long day I had.

At night I woke up with severe pain in the stomach.: The Death and The Hawthorn

The place is very idyllic and a mass grave isn’t the first thing that pops up in your mind when looking at the small hawthorn grove.

A few kilometres away is a beautiful hawthorn plain at Springforbi.

It turns out that the two species of common hawthorns and single-seeded hawthorn cross spontaneously.

Hawthorns grow by insect pollination, so it can take place over long distances, also from Taarbæk. And the crossing is fertile: it continues to put seeds. The thorns that were planted on top of the cholera graves in the forest, was a single-seeded hawthorn and the one on the plain was a common hawthorn.

I read that many Hawthorns on the plain at Springforbi developed into a new subspecies and Christen Christiansen Raunkiær, Professor of Botany at the University of Copenhagen and Director of Botanical Gardens 1912-23 named it: Cratægus Eremitagensis.

On the first Saturday in June people visit the unique Hawthorn plain at Springforbi.
Some are dressed in white just like the hawthorns and all are celebrating the arrival of the summer.

But I often wonder if they know of the trees development 🙂

The Path of Gods

The Danish society for Nature Conservation stands behind the idea of The Path of Gods.
The inspiration came from a Danish author Martin A. Hansen, who wrote about a trail system about 64 kilometres long which goes from Mosede Fort to Vellerup Vig in Zealand, Denmark,
Martin A. Hansen did a thesis that ‘There has been a trade road, an army road and a path of Gods from Koege Bay to the Isefjord through wetlands, bogs, meadows, fields and forests.
Not just one for wheelbarrow or horseback riding, but a range of roads changing from century to millennium.
There are trails for the first burial mounds builders, the masters of the stone age monuments, there are the bronze age mounds, and finally the abode and grave grounds of the Iron Age and Viking age.’
# Lethrica, The Historical Associations in Lejre Municipality.
I had some very fascinating walks in an area enriched by history and great beauty. My walks continued over a year and became a beautiful journey in time and place.

‘Back in my drawers’ I found this video from some parts of the path of Gods.
Relax for four minutes and don’t expect wonders 🙂 apart from the music!

 

The domain Naturvandring-dk, is no longer mine!

Map to The Path of Gods

Prøv en vertikal vandring i weekenden

Kender I Frederiks Kirken, Marmorkirken?
Marmorkirken
Jeg var der som barn sammen med min mor. Det var nærmest en grænseoverskridende oplevelse, fordi der var mørkt med flere stejle trappeløb samt vindeltrapper på vej op til klokketårnet.
For et par år siden gik jeg forbi kirken på vej hjem. På et skilt uden for kirkedøren blev der annonceret en guidet tur op i tårnet. Dagen efter genoplevede jeg en uhyre spændende vertikal vandretur. På baggrund af de mange synsindtryk blev det også klart for mig, hvorfor oplevelsen havde været så stærk, da jeg var barn.
Galleriet i Mormorkirken
Udsigten fra tårnet på Marmorkirken, Frederiks Kirke

Fra tårnet på Marmorkirken ses Operaen

Fra tårnet på Marmorkirken ses kongehusets bolig, Amalienborg med Operaen i baggrunden

Marmorkirkens tag under reparation

Frederik den 5. lagde grundstenen til kirken i 1749, men kirken blev først færdig og indviet i august 1894.

Malere på heftig opgave

Inden malerne kunne betræde ydersiden af Marmorkirkens store kuppel, måtte de gennemgå et erhvervsklatrekursus, og sikkerhedsmøder med Arbejdstilsynet forsinkede projektet med tre måneder.