Rude Skov Naturskole

I’ve heard many stories about the country life in Sweden from ours friends who were born and raised there. I have had the pleasure walking in their footsteps, literally.
They grew up with a solid traditions for outdoor life. They have a close and respectful relationship with nature, which they have passed on to their children and grandchildren.

Grandchildren? Yes! The first is on the way ❤
Good luck on the mountain, in the woods, on the horse and in the forest lake …

The pictures below are from Rude Skov and Jægersborg Dyrehave in Denmark.

Farewell to the Farm
The coach is at the door at last;
The eager children, mounting fast
And kissing hands, in chorus sing:
Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!
To house and garden, field and lawn,
The meadow-gates we swang upon,
To pump and stable, tree and swing,
Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!
And fare you well for evermore,
O ladder at the hayloft door,
O hayloft where the cobwebs cling,
Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!
Crack goes the whip, and off we go;
The trees and houses smaller grow;
Last, round the woody turn we sing:
Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!
By Robert Louis Stevenson
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