My pick for Paula, at Lost in Translation, is Fun-loving. I had an early morning walk in the forest today, and after a frosty night, the sun promised some lovely hours in the last autumn leaves. Who is having most fun? Totti or me?
Forest
Fire and Sand
Tonight I learned that the special light today – the sun never came through and it had a strange orange shine – originated from the effects of the fires in Spain/Portugal, like sand from Northern Africa.
I had brought my camera, heading for the forest, for some last shots of the autumn leaves – but the morning resulted in these shots of the unusual phenomenon. Not very clear or bright, but you can even see orange glittering water!
Dewy Morning Walk
The urge to rise early grows with the intensifying of autumn colours. This morning I had my share of beauty and tranquility, quietness and delightful dew. If you love nature like I do, I hope you will enjoy this 2 1/2 hours walk – shortened to some minutes only…
…and back homewards again, following this country road of oaken sentinels. A better start of a new day is not easily found!
Drizzle
There is no wind…only the silent drizzle of tiny raindrops through the thin canopy.
Can I please come in for a crash landing…
Dear Jo, I wanted to create a Monday Walk post…but now my computer is in for a total crash. In fact it is half way through. Fortunately I had a vague feeling this would soon happen…so I bought a new computer two weeks ago. But I think it is very troublesome to start up a new computer with new programmes and new ways of using them…So first,
I ventured out of my sick bed yesterday and as the sun was shining, I really tried to enjoy my walk. Coughing and dragging my weary body through the forest….collecting some pictures for you… before I slumped back into bed…totally exhausted. Hope you will enjoy them;-D
A lovely day – no wind at all
Little fingers sticking out…
…everywhere
Soon some poor moose will meet his ending here…
Totti took a liking to this mushroom tree, and had to take a pee…
…and when I looked closer at the trunk – what did I see? A Lagotto!
The forest floor is extremely green due to the heavy rainfall this year
Good night to you all
Varekai – Cirque du Soleil
Ever since I first saw Cirque du Soleil on TV…I have wanted to see them. And I did, some years ago. And, I was not disappointed.
This year they were back in Malmö, with astonishing Varekai – Tales of the Forest. With that title, I was already mesmerized. And the story of Icaros is a story I read as a child as well as a grown-up. These old stories always teach us about life – and for making the story come alive, I cannot think of a better way than this – Cirque du Soleil!
https://www.cirquedusoleil.com/varekai
No flash or filming allowed, so these are the posters, and in the header, the scene before opening. The Forest, dense with trees, and the staircase leading up to a path under the ceiling.
Icaros falls to the ground, in the Forest on top of a volcano. All the creatures living here…can make anything happen…
Founded in 1984 in Canada, they tour the world every year and their success and their prizes are innumerable. If you have not seen them before…I urge you to go. It is the ultimate art performance. The ultimate dresses, make up, music, acrobatic stunts, stories and… Life!
September Feelings
Totti and I walked the familiar track in the Vedema forest. Some trees were taken down, which made it a bit difficult to recognize the path. Still warm in the air, but autumn signs were everywhere. A fine day.
A Late Walk in a New Conservation Area
Follow me and my friend through an interesting new conservation area in Skane!
There is Still Time…
There is still time…to live and love the last days of summer. There is still time…to remember the softest moments of nature’s glory – the morning walks and the evening light. Little things…little creatures. Let us rejoice.
All those little moths…flying in the dark
The lesser butterfly-orchid – its scent fills the forest
Everything is magical under the canopy
The lovely buttercups have many lovers…
Thursday Thoughts – Childhood Dreams
Children. Sometimes I wish I was a child again – maybe not all of you do, but maybe some of you …?
Freedom. I was fortunate – I had the best childhood I could dream of. Loving parents and grandparents…and not more human friends than I wanted. Animals were my best friends. Strolling in the forest, feeling totally secure. Quietness. Simplicity.
When walking the paths at Wanås, there were some children skipping in front of us – with their parents of course. I could not help but studying them. A girl and a boy – siblings – who quietly climbed the installations allowed. The girl exploring first…and then the boy took the lead. A bit more daring now…
Later in the day, I saw them merrily running and jumping over a little bridge in the fading sunshine. The boy in the lead. So…first the girl, leading the boy into this new, unknown world…and when he felt safe and secure enough, he took over.
And, the very little girl in the header, trudging away…how did she manage?
I so recognized myself in her. She was a loner, a little philosopher…
…until her mother called her name, waking her up from her reveries and reminding her she had to hurry up and join the rest of the little family.
Leya 
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