Bronze bracelets, Bronze Age, Moesgaard Museum, Aarhus.

Bronze bracelets, Bronze Age, Moesgaard Museum, Aarhus.
Bronze bracelets, Bronze Age, Moesgaard Museum, Aarhus.

Friday, March 06, 2015

A Foggy Day in the Countryside...............







It's easy to see from the landscape ahead of the country road that the it's foggy today . The sun will hide until tomorrow afternoon. A foggy day has its own charm, the shades and colours are soft and  pretty, and there is something magic in the landscape -  as if the fairies might suddenly peep out...









A lake swept in fog is also a magic landscape - it is hiding something from the past, a forgotten world. Looking across the silent lake it is like wating for the barge from avalon coming out from the mist. The mystic in the air expands ones imagination - while a sunny day holds no mysteries.
















The cattle is grazing in a frosty field, it seems they don't mind. Much cattle of today are used to stay out in the winter season. They have got enough wool to keep them warm. I'm not sure they would like to lie down in the grass however!








“One day many years ago a man walked along and stood in the sound of the ocean on a cold sunless shore and said, "We need a voice to call across the water, to warn ships; I'll make one. I'll make a voice like all of time and all of the fog that ever was; I'll make a voice that is like an empty bed beside you all night long, and like an empty house when you open the door, and like trees in autumn with no leaves. A sound like the birds flying south, crying, and a sound like November wind and the sea on the hard, cold shore. I'll make a sound that's so alone that no one can miss it, that whoever hears it will weep in their souls, and hearths will seem warmer, and being inside will seem better to all who hear it in the distant towns. I'll make me a sound and an apparatus and they'll call it a Fog Horn and whoever hears it will know the sadness of eternity and the briefness of life."
" The Fog Horn blew.


Ray Bradbury, The Fog Horn 

 










photo February 2015 Mid Jutland : grethe bachmann

4 comments:

Out on the prairie said...

Lovely thoughts and pictures. The fog raises our imagination, I love to be out in it.

Thyra said...

Hej Steve, yes, the fog is magic.

Referring to your fine Bald Eagle in your post. I saw a white-tailed eagle today.

Grethe ´)

Teresa Evangeline said...

What an absolutely gorgeous post. I love the photos, really beautiful, and the Bradbury quote is perfect. Lovely.
I hope you're well ... hugs to you xxx

Thyra said...

Hello Teresa, thank you very much. It is so nice to hear from you. I hope that you and Buddy are well.

I remember Ray Bradbury from my youth - many many years ago. when I read The Illustrated Man. This was a novel much spoken about back then - also here in DK! There weren't many science fiction-novels then. But they were thrilling.

All the best to you and Buddy and a hope for spring soon!

Grethe ´)
Hugs and wruff!