I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently?
And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
Lewis Carroll

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently?
And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
Lewis Carroll

The place was empty! Santa Claus was not in his office, and all the elves were gone.

At first I thought it was because the staff at the amusement park had cheated with the snow.

It takes a Santa to know ‘white’ from wrong!
The staff should know.

Then I discovered that Santa’s reindeer had run away –

… and Santa and his elves were out looking for Rudolph
Maybe there will be sun snow and frost next week so says the weather forecast at the moment.
I hope the flu has lost its grip in me by then!!
The picture is from February 2012.
A beautiful year 🙂

Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.
Steve Jobs

Photo by Hanna Greenwood
Be careful what you water your dreams with. Water them with worry and fear and you will produce weeds that choke the life from your dream. Water them with optimism and solutions and you will cultivate success. Always be on the lookout for ways to turn a problem into an opportunity for success. Always be on the lookout for ways to nurture your dream.
Lao Tzu

Photo by Hanna Greenwood
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Eleanor Roosevelt

Photo by Hanna Greenwood
WISHING ALL OF YOU A GREAT WEEK
Years ago we had some beautiful snowy days. Because it is the first of December, I want to show you some of my pictures from these days.




Der er ingenting i verden så stille som sne,
når den sagte gennem luften daler,
dæmper dine skridt,
tysser, tysser blidt
på de stemmer, som for højlydt taler.
Der er ingenting i verden af en renhed som sne,
svanedun fra himlens hvide vinger.
På din hånd et fnug
er som tåredug.
Hvide tanker tyst i dans sig svinger.
Der er ingenting i verden, der kan mildne som sne.
Tys, du lytter, til det tavse klinger.
O, så fin en klang,
sølverklokkesang
inderst inde i dit hjerte ringer.
– Helge Rode
Jeg troede ikke længere det var muligt, men det skete, solen skinnede 🙂
Alle folk var af huse for at nyde den sjældne gæst.
God tur uanset vejret ❤
Click here to see some serious snow from Norway 🙂
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