Søndagsbilleder/Sunday Selection & Wordles.

Det har været en uge med mange dyr, som jeg ikke har fået taget billeder af. Vi har set en rød glente adskillige gange svævende i luften over os, den er godt nok stor. Jeg har set en hejre der sad i et træ lige foran mig, den lettede mens jeg fandt kameraet frem. Vi har set snoge, vipstjerter, en bøgehjort og en grøn guldbasse. Den sidste fandt vi en til af i dag - og fik endelig taget et billede.

It's been a week with a lot of animals that I haven't managed to take pictures of. We have seen a red kite several times hovering in the air above us, it's really big. I've seen a heron sitting in a tree right in front of me, it took off while I got the camera out. We've seen garter snakes, wagtails, a lesser stag beetle and a rose chafer. Of this last one we found another one today - and finally got a photo.

Så har jeg endelig fået syet en ny tehætte. Vi kalder den Edvard Frø

And at long last I made a new tea cosy. We call it Edward Frog.

Jeg lavede også kamillesæbe, og fik taget billeder af en snoresæbe.

I made a soap with chamomille tea, and got a photo of a soap-on-a-rope.

Mon nogen kan huske, at jeg fortalte om det overlevende birketræ på Hillerød station og digtede historier om venlige togmænd, der delte deres vand med træet. Det var vist desværre ikke kun historier, den flinke togmand er gået på pension, og træet visner. Jeg håber, aftenens regn har genoplivet det.

I wonder if anyone remembers me talking about the surviving birch tree at Hillerød station and making up tales about friendly railwaymen sharing their water with the tree. I think unfortunately it was  not just tales, the kind railwayman has retired and the tree is withering. I hope tonight's rain has revived it.

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Sunday's Wordle 1.457 6/6
⬜🟨⬜🟨⬜
🟨🟨🟨⬜⬜
🟨⬜⬜🟨🟩
⬜⬜🟩🟩🟩
⬜⬜🟩🟩🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Today’s average difficulty is 4.3 guesses out of 6, or moderately challenging. Oof, I found this word hard!

Saturday's Wordle 1.456 4/6
🟨🟨⬜⬜⬜
⬜⬜🟩🟨🟨
🟨🟩🟩⬜⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Today’s average difficulty is 3.8 guesses out of 6, or easy breezy.

Friday's Wordle 1.455 4/6
⬜⬜🟨⬜⬜
⬜🟨⬜🟨⬜
🟨🟩🟨🟨⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Today’s average difficulty is 4.8 guesses out of 6, or moderately challenging. Today again I say Yay me! for knowing this word.

Thursday's Wordle 1.454 5/6
⬜⬜⬜🟨🟨
🟨🟨🟨⬜⬜
⬜🟩🟨🟩⬜
⬜🟩🟨🟩🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Today’s average difficulty is 5.6 guesses out of 6, or very challenging. I knew this word. Yay me!

Wednesday's Wordle 1.453 6/6
⬜🟨⬜⬜⬜
🟨⬜🟨🟨⬜
🟨🟨⬜🟨⬜
⬜🟩🟩🟩⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Today’s average difficulty is 4.2 guesses out of 6, or moderately challenging. I'm happy it continues wih the words: "Your own rating may be different." For sure it was!


Tuesday's Wordle 1.452 6/6
⬜⬜⬜🟨⬜
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜⬜⬜🟨🟩
⬜⬜🟨⬜🟩
🟩🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Today’s average difficulty is 5 guesses out of 6, or moderately challenging.

Sunday Selections :: Spring

From our travels today ~ now yesterday, as - oops - I did not hit Publish in my hurry as the guests arrived. Sorry.

Something old:

Something new:

Something wet:

And something Orange:

For the colour of the month of May:

And as a bonus. My defiant tree in Hillerød is still growing:

Sunday selections :: Plant Maltreatment

Søndagsbillede :: Plantemishandling

Even if the colour of the month, Olive green, is found in these cacti, it is a clear cut case of plant maltreatment.

Selv om nogle af de her kaktus er olivengrønne, og det er marts måneds farve, står vi alligevel over for et klart tilfælde af plantemishandling.

Notice I changed the name from Olive yellow to Olive green.
Jeg fik ændret navnet fra olivengul til olivengrøn

Søndagsbillede - Laksefarvet ~~ Sunday Selection - Salmon Range

     Det er pludselig gået op for mig, at der ikke står Salmon Pink, men Salmon Range på månedens farve. Det vil sige alle laksefarvede nuancer er OK.
     I dag, mens vi ventede på bussen, fandt jeg denne stakkels efeu, der var blevet sprøjtemalet, men lystigt groede videre. Bladenes bagsider er en eller anden laksefarvet - ikke sandt 😉

Yesterday I noticed that my Colour of the month is Salmon RANGE, not Salmon Pink. Hence all remotely salmon coloured things are OK.

Today, while waiting for the bus, I saw this ivy, painted by graffiti painters, but still growing. And the backside of the leaves are within the salmon range

Der er for øvrigt en fejl i farvekoden her jeg har skrevet forkert - RGB koden skal være 229-081-055.

There's a typo in the colour code. My fault. The RGB code is 229-081-055.

Quiet Sunday after a Busy Week - Sunday Selections

Monday:
I was at a meeting, leaving home in cloudy weather clearing up. When I left the train with my bike, the clouds opened, and after some preliminary errands, a dripping MotherOwl arrived half an hour later at the meeting.
We met in a church, no not in it, but where you gather for activities not masses and such.
I found an icon of my favourite saint.

Tuesday:
Marsupilami had his last exams after High school ... He did well!

Wednesday:
Pirate ended  his 10th school year and is after the holidays going to visit the same High school Marsupilami just left.

Thursday:
The Writer was at a meeting in Copenhagen. He was brought home by BigSis who helped us celebrate in the evening. We celebrated Midsummer. The Writer once again held the speech.

Then we sent off the witch to Brocken; an old tradition symbolising the victory of good and light over evil.

Friday:
Marsupilami had his graduation ceremony.

And then they celebrated ...

Saturday:
We baked a cake, went shopping and then went to Copenhagen where mass was celebrated for the last time before the summer holiday in out Parish church.
    Our priest is from Vietnam, and he has friends with a restaurant, so we celebrated, talked and ate Vietnamese food amid great joy. Marsupilami had yet another party in the evening and did not join us.
  I forgot to take any photos, but waiting for the train on our way home I photographed the survivor tree at the station in the evening sun.

In between has been all the everyday work and busy-ness the chicken choose this week to have fleas and had to be treated! - then more meetings, visits to PE, Chiropractor, Optometrist - everything is well with the Writer's eyes after cataract surgery - Yay!

Today we slept in, The writer rode his bike to a nearby town for cakes, then we had cakes and coffee in the shade in the Owlery. We took it easy, either savouring the wonderful summer weather, or moaning over the heat after each inhabitants' disposition.

Blomstrer alligevel, igen -- More Defiant Flowerings

     Nogen gange gror blomster bare de særeste steder. Se nu her, hvad jeg så på hovedgaden i Helsinge:

-- 💪🌸 --

  Some times flowers choose the strangest places to grow. Look what I fould while shopping in Helsinge.

Defiantly flowering!

Sunday Selections - Growing Edition

Velkommen til søndagens omgang blandede billeder fra ugen, der gik.
Allerførst et link til Life in Colour, hvor månedens farve er lilla, og ikke violet.

-- 🍆🌸 --

Welcome to this Sunday's post, with mixed pictures from the past week. The first one is a link to Life in Colour, where the colour of the month is purple, not violet.

Og så en underlig, J-formet radise.

-- 𝕵 --

And a radish in letter shape.

Jeg cyklede gennem skoven tirsdag formiddag, bøgen sprang ud, og knopskællene faldt af og dryssede ned, så det lød som om det regnede, når de ramte min cykelhjelm.

-- 🍃 --

I went through the woods on my bike. The beech buds were bursting and the leaves unfolding, making all the bud scales fall against my helmet like rain. 

Og vi så det trodsige træ i Hillerød igen. Nu er det sprunget ud.

-- 🌳 --

And we saw the defiant tree in Hillerød again - now the leaves are green.

Ⓐ - Ⓩ B - Birk

B er for Birketræ
B is for Birch tree

For noget tid siden fortalte jeg om et birketræ på Hillerød station, hvor det voksede og var blevet ødelagt. Og så fortalte jeg om at det groede igen. Hvordan går det mon med det trodsige birketræ?

-- 🌳 --

Some time ago I told about a birch tree growing on a piece of wood used to stop errant trains at Hillerød station, and how it was broken. And later I told about it defiantly growing again. How is the tree now?

Knækket træ juli 2019 - Broken tree July 2019.

Vokser alligevel august 2020 - Defiantly growing August 2020

Marts 2021 vokser træet alligevel - March 2021 Still there and defiantly growing

Jeg kommer til at holde øje med dette trodsige træ!

-- 🌳 --

 
I'll sure keep an eye on this defiant tree!

Jeg vokser alligevel - 2 - Defiantly Growing

     For et års tid siden skrev jeg om et træ, der voksede ovenpå en stop-bom for enden af et spor på Hillerød station. Som jeg skrev om dengang, endte det sørgeligt for det voksende træ. Det kan man læse om her: Vokser alligevel 1. Men i dag, da vi atter var på Hillerød station, så vi, at træet groede igen. 

 -- 🌳 --

  Some time ago I wrote about a tree growing on top of a stop-thingie at the end of a train track at the train-station in Hillerød. It had a sad end, as you can read here:  Defiantly growing 1 But today we were once again at Hillerød train station, and look! The tree is once more growing.

... men vi blomstrer alligevel!

Defiantly flowering!

Det ser ud til at der skal komme en "... men vi blomstrer alligevel"-post på Uglemors blog hvert forår. I år er der en af vore med-landsbyboere, der er blevet træt af vand i kælderen og derfor er i gang med et større udgravningsprojekt. Jordbunkerne hober sig op, og i dag kom Uglemor og Ugleungerne til at kigge nærmere på dem.

-- ❁ --

On our way to the bus stop this morning we came past a house where the inhabitants finally had had enough of water filled cellars. They have started digging, and a big mound of earth has lain outside for weeks. Today we looked closer and saw ...

 Defiantly flowering!

Jeg vokser alligevel -- Defiantly growing

     For nogen  tid siden fik vi øje på dette træ. Det groede ovenpå en stop-bom for enden af et spor på Hillerød station.
     Vi diskuterede hvor længe det mon havde groet der og undrede os over hvordan det havde overlevet sommeren 2018, der jo var lang, varm og tør. Og vi fantaserede om venlige togmænd, der delte deres vandflasker med det stakkels træ.

-- 🌳 --

Some time ago, we noticed this tree. It sure was defiantly growing on top of a stop-thingie at the end of a train track at the train-station in Hillerød. We talked about this growing tree, how old it might be, and how it survived the very hot and dry Summer of 2018, and had different solutions, including kind train persons sharing their water bottles with the poor, thirsty tree.

     I dag skulle vi så igen med toget, og skulle selvfølgelig lige kigge til det trodsige træ. Men det havde fået en ulykkelig ende med det. Nogen ... vandaler eller måske en sur banemand ... havde knækket træet over helt nede ved bommen.

-- 🌳 --

Today we once again passed this tree, and of course we had to check on the defiant tree, to see how it thrived.
But it had come to a sad ending for the defiantly growing tree. Somebody, either a scoundrel or an angry train person, had broken off the tree at its base.

     Og sådan endte endn et trodsigt træ sit liv.

-- 🌳 --

And this was the end of another defiant tree.

Plantemishandling -- 2 -- Maltreatment of Plants

     Der er åbenbart noget med planter, der får nogen til at tænke om se ikke lige skulle farve dem. Men hvorfor? Det nærmer sig da mishandling. 

- 🥀 -

Obvious there's something about certain flowers, making some people thinking of dyeing them. But why? It is a new case of maltreatment of plants.

Uglemor undskylder den lidt spøjse lyskvalitet. Indstillingerne fra aftenens månefotos passer ikke til blomster i fuldt sollys.
MotherOwl'd like to excuse for the strange look of this photo. Setting for the evening's shooting of the gibbous moon is not suitable for flowers in full dayligth.

     Og det er da ikke fordi, planter ikke kan være farvestrålende uden hjælp fra en spraydåse.

- 🥀 -

And it can not be because plants are unable to be colourful if you do not help them with a spray can.

     Heldigvis går naturen over optugtelsen for denne smukke lyng.

- 🥀 -

Luckily nature has it's way with this heather.

Men jeg blomstrer alligevel! - Defiantly flowering!

Plantemishandling -- Plant Maltreatment

     Forleden dag, da Uglemor var på indkøb, blev hun arrig. Se bare her: 

- o 😠 o -

MotherOwl went shopping. She became angry as she saw this: 

Det er jo plantemishandling!

- o 😠 o -

This is a clear case of maltreatment of plants!

 - - - - - - - - - - -

Men kan I se, hvad Uglemor også så? Planterne her overgiver sig ikke så let. De siger: 

- o ❀ o -

But do you see, what MotherOwl sees? These plants do not surrender. They are 

Defiantly flowering.

Flere trodsige blomster -- Defiantly flowering again

     Denne gang er der ikke nogen, der har beskåret træet eller været ond ved det. Det var engang et japansk kirsebærtræ, men grundstammen sendte sine kraftige grene i vejret, og de sarte lyserøde blomster blev til et snehvidt flor, og træet gav kirsebær om efteråret.
     I år er der kun en lille bitte gren tilbage af det engang store japanske kirsebærtræ. Men de er jo så smukke.

This time nobody cut down trees. Only nature had its way. All Japanese cherries in Denmark are grafted because of our harsh climate. And here the rootstock has put out branches, gradually overtaking the tree. Resulting in the pink show gradually giving way to a cloud of snow white flowers - and to the tree bearing cherries in autumn.
   Now there's only this tiny branch of the Japanese cherry left, but it's still flowering beautifully.

        Det samme træ i 2012. Der kan man se, hvordan grundstammen allerede har sendt sine kraftigere grene op, og langsomt kvæler de sartere japanske kirsebærgrene. Træet til venstre viser, hvordan det burde have set ud.
     Måske burde Uglemor have hevet vildskudde af, da hun opdagede de hvide blomser for snart mange år siden. Men det ville jo være selvtægt, og byens gartnere måtte da lægge mærke til det.
     Nu er det her det eneste af hele rækken, der står tilbage.

The same tree in 2012, some years after I noticed the phenomenon. The rootstock is sending its sturdier branches up, gradually weakening the pink blossoms. The Japanese cherry to the left shows how it is supposed to look.
Maybe I should have pulled off the white branch when first I noticed. But I was young and timid, and so sure the municpal gardeners would notice.
Maybe the other Japanese cherries attracted a disease. Of the wole row this is the only left standing.

... men vi blomstrer alligevel!

... but we're flowering anyway!

     For et par uger siden skrev Uglemor om det trodsige kirsebærtræ ved busstoppestedet.
     I dag kommer turen så til de lige så trodsige slåenbuske på min vej hjem. For et par år siden så de sådan ud og det har de faktisk gjort hvert år ved denne tid til Uglemors store glæde. Sidse efterår blev de skåret helt ned. Der var kun et par centimeter stub tilbage. Uglemor var trist, men se nu. Skuddene er kun små og korte, men de blomstrer alligevel.
     Uglemor har lavet sjov med at fordreje sin stemme til en trodsig diskant og sige ".... men vi blomstrer alligevel!" hver gang vi går forbi de trodsige slåengrene.

- o 0 o -

Some weeks ago, MotherOwl wrote about the defiant cherry tree by the bus stop.
 Today MotherOwl is going to show off a couple of just as defiant sloe shrubs. Last Autumn they were cut down to a few centimetres, and MotherOwl was sorry because every spring they used to look like this and make MotherOwl happy. This week we found very low, thin branches of sloe flowering in spite of their small stature.
MotherOwl has been making fun, speaking in a small defiant voice and saying "... but we're flowering anyway!" every time we pass the defiant sloe sprigs.

... we're flowering anyway!