Fanö – A Fairy Island of Roofs

Just returned from the beautiful Danish island, Fanø, where they host the International Kite Flyer Meeting every summer since 35 years.

But first, I think I will give you a short glimpse of what this small island has to offer – before we fly away with the kites. Because, we arrived late and got the keys to our lovely Blue Guesthouse…

Then we took a first walk down the street…and found all the thatched roofs and this one –  a gorgeous moss roof…

Later in the evening they opened the top window – and you will find it in the header…

As we silently strolled along the cobbled streets, dusk finally caught us. But it never gets really dark this close to Midsummer…

So, finally we had to return to our house – tomorrow we were heading to the beach and the kites. We already felt there would be some great days ahead.

 

Thursday’s Special – Pick a Word in June -y3

For the lovely Paula at Lost in Translation – a new word lesson! This time, I had to look up pullulating and victuals. Thank you for the useful knowledge. Interpreted my way.

Pictures from Sweden, Switzerland, New Zealand, Poland and Britain.

 

Nascent

 

 

Maternal

 

 

Pullulating

 

Victuals

 

Reflective – in the header another interpretation…

My Garden Today

This hot and dry month is going to be the warmest since we started the statistics some hundred years ago. And there is no rain ahead…so as the lilacs and other flowering trees and bushes faded away these last weeks, I decided to photograph my garden – as long as it lasts.

Walk with me, and I will try to give you some pearls from my garden today.

My fallen and dying trees are all in front of the house. They are with me still – Birds are nesting in the old apple tree and the one lying down still gives us apples.

The old bushes with very tiny little roses are some of my favorites – given to me by the little man with the fantastic Dream Garden – now sold. (You who have followed my garden posts will know who he was.) From that dream garden I also have some rare and unusual tulips – see the header and the first one in the gallery below.

The lilies and poppies and other well known flowers live happily together on the other side of the house, hidden from the street. I like to think of it as a secret garden…(I truly loved that novel)

But the shining stars this week are the Irises. Under their massive canopy, you just cannot get enough of their colours and shapes – the intense green and the just as intense orange, yellow and lilac. Their every bud is a slender wonder in a sea of elegance.

 

 

WPC: Liquid

Ben, at WordPress,  asks us about things liquid. His findings are, that we all seem very occupied with liquid things. I guess he is right – thinking about it…If it is not liquid for real, it is the patterns and the textures made by something once liquid that will catch the eye. And as Ben says – the landscapes around it.

In the header – liquid golden sunlight in the sea – caught on the coast of Iceland.

Once liquid lava at the Gala’pagos Islands

A seemingly liquid wall at the Guinness factory, Ireland,

and liquid traces in the sand at Tylösand, Sweden.

 

Snapshots Along the Road

A short trip to celebrate my son’s birthday – resulted in some other lovely meetings as well. The typical Swedish Spring landscape and and a Grand Rooster and his pretty girl.

 

 

I spotted him because of his loud speech, and immediately fell in love with this handsome gentleman…

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”Just wanted to show off my gal…”, he eyed me. Isn’t she just perfect? Well, yes, of course she is. Thank you for following me to the gate so I could get a glimpse of her! And … maybe I am just a little bit jealous!

Thursday’s Special: Pick a word in May

Paula of “Lost in Translation”   has posted a great set of words  for her  Pick a Word challenge  this month. I love this challenge, not only because I find it interesting how people interpret words, but also because I learn new words and build my language at the same time.

iconic

cleaved

 

 

 propagation (the litter of one grand lagotto romagnolo)

marginal

zoomorphic

 

 

 


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Thursday Thoughts – Taktshang Goemba or Tiger’s Nest

Guru Padmasambhava, popularly known as Guru Rinpoche, visited and sanctified Bhutan in the 8th century when evil spirits abounded and harmed people.

Legend has it that Guru Rinpoche flew to this site on a tigress’ back to subdue a local demon. Thereafter, he meditated here for more than three months. Taktshang Goemba or Tiger’s Nest Monastery is one of Bhutan’s most sacred religious sites. It hangs on a cliff 3120 meters above the Paro Valley. Every Bhutanese should visit once during their lifetime.

 

This was our last day in Bhutan, and maybe the one I will keep as the greatest gem

Let there be no sound, no words too many…

 

Happiness will never come to those who fail to appreciate what they already have

Buddha 

Family is of greatest importance to the Bhutanese people

Magical forests too…

…Pristine in the fresh air of the Himalayas

Meeting so many lovely friends on my three hours’ journey

Taktshang Goemba

Turning back again, walking alone – but then again, not

“There is no path to Happiness. Happiness is the path.”

Buddha

 

WPC: Place in the World

My Place

”All cities — especially the big ones — have a way of reminding you of your place in the world.” I like that – but I go to Nature for that feeling. The difference is – Nature is not man made, at least it is less man made…

 

 

My place in the world is wherever my family is…and My place is in the great outdoors……where I can feel my own true size – which is that of an ant…

…my total insignificance – and yet, the importance

 

of acting to preserve our Nature, our National Parks,

the animals’ habitats – our heritage…

 

in order to return it with love and pride to our children –

I hope we will not have destroyed all of its magic,

 

its inspiration or its serenity.

I intend to keep loving Nature, my place in the world; trying my best not to leave anything but footprints, and take nothing but photos.

My hope is for the world to realize that we need each other – Man and Nature, Nature and Man. And that in fact, the end of Nature is the end of Man.

 

 

I Can Feel May Coming…

The beech trees displayed their first leaves this week – and I am constantly in love with this time of the year. May – the most enchanting month of them all.

When the almost lime green beech leaves cast a veil over the last wood anemones…

… when the meadows shine with so many shades of green…

…and white

…and the old giant is still with us.

The rays of sun play hide and seek among the fragrant trees…

…and the tiniest saplings do as well.

I would not want to be anywhere else in the world – than in my forest and its meadows.