Staying On The Path Might Save You

I had a remarkable experience a few weeks ago when I was cycling through the Deer Park.
The Stags were busy sweeping their antlers among a group of trees.
I stood quietly watching the impressive show.

When I was about to cycle, an older stag suddenly came towards me from behind.
Terrified I watched him walk right past me with only a few meters in between but all of a sudden the danger was gone and the awesome impression was all that was left.
It wasn’t me he found interesting but some trees on the other side of the path worth fighting with.
What a relief to find myself ignored 🙂

The rangers recommend visitors to stay on the path, to avoid stressing the animals
Furthermore, the red deer might hurt you seriously should you get in the way.

Storms

Now the autumn storms begin. Yesterday the wind reached storm and I am getting used to see trees tumbling around me. One day I had a delay before I left home and a huge tree had blocked the path I was supposed to take. It was a huuuuge tree and when it fell it broke a road sign and some of the tree shattered to atoms. I might have been lucky there.
Another day a strange sound came from behind. When I looked back I saw a tall birch fall over with a deep sigh. Nature is beautiful now, and tumbling trees does not prevent me from a walk in the forest 🙂

Nu begynder efterårets storme. I går nåede vinden kulingstyrke, og jeg har vænnet mig til at se træer vælte omkring mig.
En dag havde jeg en forsinkelse, før jeg tog hjemmefra, og da havde et stort træ blokeret den vej, jeg færdes på. Det var et kæmpetræ, og da det faldt, væltede det et vejskilt, og noget af træet var knust til atomer.
En anden dag hørte jeg en mærkelig lyd, der kom bagfra. Da jeg kiggede tilbage, så jeg en høj birk vælte med et dybt suk. Naturen er meget smuk lige nu, og væltende træer skal ikke forhindre mig fra en tur i skoven 🙂

Sunshine Days and Foggy Nights

Bird song can not be heard, only a duck breaks the silence, while it frightened flutters across the pond. A dense fog muffles the sound and blurs the detail.

I have walked here summer and winter.

Devoutly I pry the door open to No. 40, to the courtyard with the workshops, on a freezing cold winter day, where the only sound is the flowing water from the pond.

Small bells ring softly when the water breaks brittle ice floes loose in the dark creek and the White-throated Dipper sits quietly and shiver.

Now the summer is here. Flowering hawthorn, lilacs and blackthorn are intrusive with their scent and save memories of this day for neat orderly pictures in my memory.

Fragrances, related unimpeded to our experiences. Spring flowers are insistent with their fresh delicate sweet fragrance. The scents have direct access to our minds and intensify our perception of the present.

Enjoy nature and explore the small paths or climb a hill and ‘Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees’, so beautifully expressed by John Muir

Rådvad Naturskole

I was born to catch dragons in their dens
And pick flowers
To tell tales and laugh away the morning
To drift and dream like a lazy stream
And walk barefoot across sunshine days.
I was born to find goblins in their caves
And chase moonlight
To see shadows and seek hidden rivers
To hear the rain fall on dry leaves
And chat a bit with death across foggy nights…
Sunshine Days and Foggy Nights by James Kavanaugh

 

Fuglesangen var forstummet, kun en and brød stilheden, mens den forskrækket baskede hen over dammen. En tæt tåge dæmpede lydene og slørede alle detaljer.

Jeg har vandret i Rådvad sommer og vinter.

Andægtigt har jeg lirket døren op til nr. 40, til gården med de arbejdende værksteder en iskold vinterdag, hvor den eneste lyd var vandet fra Rådvad Dam. Små klokker ringede sagte, når strømmen rev sprøde isflager løs i den mørke å, og vandstæren sad helt stille og skuttede sig.

Nu er det sommer. Blomstrende syrener, tjørn og slåen trænger sig på med deres duft og arkiverer minder om denne dag i velordnede billeder i min hukommelse.

Dufte, relaterer uhindret til vores oplevelser. Forårsblomsterne er insisterende, med deres friske fine søde duft. Duftene har direkte adgang til vores sind og intensiverer vores opfattelse af nuet.

Søg ud i naturen og få en fantastisk oplevelse.