‘The Way through the Woods’ by Rudyard Kipling:
“They shut the road through the woods
Seventy years ago.
Weather and rain have undone it again,
And now you would never know
There was once a road through the woods
Before they planted the trees.
It is underneath the coppice and heath,
And the thin anemones …”
The forests are the most used leisure facilities in Denmark. 90 percent of all adult Danes go for a walk in the forest at least once a year * ❤️
* Dansk Skovforening
A few days ago we had a wonderful summer afternoon, with a cool breeze from the lake. Good to be out and about in old settings to check if they were as beautiful as remembered 😊🥰👏
I love to see the summer beaming forth
And white wool sack clouds sailing to the north
I love to see the wild flowers come again
And mare blobs stain with gold the meadow drain
And water lilies whiten on the floods
Where reed clumps rustle like a wind shook wood
Where from her hiding place the Moor Hen pushes
And seeks her flag nest floating in bull rushes
I like the willow leaning half way o’er
The clear deep lake to stand upon its shore
I love the hay grass when the flower head swings
To summer winds and insects happy wings
That sport about the meadow the bright day
And see bright beetles in the clear lake play
~ John Clare
“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
Softly the evening came with the sunset.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
On a day when the wind is perfect, the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty.
Quote by Rumi – Photo by Hanna Greenwood
‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
By Emily Dickinson
When bright flowers bloom
Parchment crumbles, my words fade
The pen has dropped …
Morpheus
Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick.
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit or There and Back Again
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Charles Dickens
Messing about in boats is a meaningful occupation on a hot summer day 🙂
All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.
Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
Russell Baker
HANNA'S WALK 
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