Sunday Selections ~ Søndagsbilleder July 19 Colour26

This past week ... I've been folding tiny stars.
Each star is made from nine squares cut from a tea bag wrapper or an equivalent size of gift wrapper. I know what I'm going to use them for -- or at least I have an idea.

I den forgangne uge ... har jeg foldet miniaturestjerner.
Hver af dem er foldet af ni firkanter klippet ud af tebrevsomslag. Eller af gavepapir klippet i samme størrelse. Jeg har en idé til, hvad de skal bruges til.

There's something Jade green in this star.

Der er Jadegrønne felter på denne her stjerne.

I've  hung up decorative objects on our new shed.

Jeg har hængt ting op at pynte på vores nye skur.

And eaten summer candy.

Og spist sommerslik.

And seen a snake ... or maybe not.

Og set en slange ... eller også ikke.

This last one has a partially Jade green background.

Baggrunden i det sidste billede her er også Jadegrøn.

Words for Wednesday ~ June 24

Dansk længere nede.

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.

No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.

This month the words are given by Hilary Melton-Butcher and can be found at River's blog: Drifting through Life

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.

It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.

So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.

And for today we were given:
1. smoking  2. culture  3. popular  4. decade  5. soft
    and/or:
1. consumption  2. stretch  3. ripen  4. fields  5. cavern
    and an extra set of words:
1. jumper  2. multiple  3. oven  4. disprove  5. support 6. bound  7. rural  8. swathes  9. poverty  10. pop

I wrote about something happening today - not using any of the words.

Today I was biking to town for PE. It was nice and hot, and for once I was not late. I entered the woods, it was nice, shady, loads of flowers and so many green colours still, and quiet. Suddenly I heard a strange sound, something, someone in distress. It went Peeep, squalll squawwwk! Ihhh, reeeee! I wondered what this could be. A bird maybe. When I was besides the source of the sound, I stopped and saw the white underbelly of a fairly large frog. It was screaming and waving its legs, and making me wonder as I did not think of frogs as a species with any trouble turning over, unlike some beetles. I looked closer at the frog, it was only waving three of its legs, the fourth, one hind leg, had to be stuck or something. I picked up a stick - there were lots of nettles around the frog, and squatted down to free it. And then a grass snake let go of the frog's leg and quickly slithered for cover. The frog jumped off in the other direction, no more screaming. It was a very small grass snake, ineptly trying to swallow a frog one hind leg first. I think it was a young one, and I do not know if it would ever have succeeded in swallowing the large frog in this awkward position. I hope the frog survives being quarter-eaten, and that the grass snake finds a more adequate prey.

Later I met a family of slugs, and a flock of chaffinchs. A father with three sons, two of them racing me as I biked past, a large branch across the bike path, and a nice lady with a dog that refused to go any further. She just stood ther waiting for the dog to ge back up again. Then I was out of the woods and nearing town. I did not make good time today, but it was an interesting trip.

Og så på dansk:

I dag cyklede jeg ind til byen for at gå til træning. Det var dejligt varmt, og for en gangs skyld var jeg ikke kommet for sent af sted. Jeg kørte ind i skoven; der var dejligt, skyggefuldt, masser af blomster og stadig fantastisk mange grønne farver, og der var stille.
    Pludselig hørte jeg en mærkelig lyd, noget eller nogen der skreg. Det lød: »Piii, skkkvua squawww! Ihhh, riiiih!« Jeg spekulerede på, hvad det mon kunne være. Måske en fugl. Da jeg nåede frem ti der hvor lyden kom fra, stoppede jeg og så den hvide underside på en ret stor frø. Den skreg og sprællede med benene, og det undrede mig, da jeg ikke synes frøer normalt har problemer med at vende sig, i modsætning til visse biller. Jeg kiggede nærmere på frøen; den sprællede kun med tre af benene, det fjerde – et bagben – måtte sidde fast i noget. Jeg samlede en pind op – der var masser af brændenælder omkring frøen – og satte mig på hug for at befri den. Og så gav en snog slip på frøens ben og snoede sig hurtigt væk. Frøen hoppede af sted i den anden retning uden at skrige mere. Det var en meget lille snog der havde forsøgt at sluge frøen med det ene bagben først. Jeg tror, det var en ung snog, og jeg ved ikke, om den nogensinde ville have kunnet få frøen indenbords i den akavede stilling. Jeg håber, at frøen overlever at være blevet kvart spist, og at snogen fandt sig et mere passende bytte.

Senere mødte jeg en familie af snegle og en flok bogfinker. En far med tre sønner, hvoraf to løb om kap med mig, da jeg cyklede forbi, en stor gren der lå på tværs af cykelstien, og en sød dame med en hund der ikke gad gå videre. Hun stod bare der og ventede på, at hunden rejste sig op igen.
    Så var jeg ude af skoven og nærmede mig byen. Jeg nåede ikke særlig hurtigt frem i dag, men det var en interessant tur. 

Sunday Selection :: Colour of the Month Søndagsbilleder :: Månedens farve

The colour of the mont is Electric Rose - a hard to find colour for me. But recenthy I found that I was missing two skeins of yarn to finish a project - maths! 'nuff said. This yarn could only be had in a town half an hour by bus, so off I went. Only to find that the shop was closed on Wednesdays.

A bit mote thinking and looking at the hope page of the shop made me realize that handling and shipping would cost me 44 kr, whereas the  bus trip would cost me 36 kr. one way! I ordered the yarn.

Månedens farve er Electric rose. Det er en svær farve at finde, for der er ikke meget pink i haven eller i mit liv i det hele taget. Men for nogle dage siden fandt jeg ud af at jeg manglede to nøgler garn. De kunne kun fås i en butik i en anden by, så der otg jeg hen .. og s var butikken lukket den dag!
    Så overvejede jeg, hvad jeg så skulle gøre. Så morsom er en times bustur altså heller ikke. Ved at rode lidt rundt på butikkens hjemmeside fandt jeg ud af at det ville koste 44 kroner at få garnet sendt til postbutikken i nærheden. En busbillet ville koster 36 kr. hver vej. Så jeg endte med at få det sendt.

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When the yarn arrived, it was in an envelope, but inside it was wrapped in tissue paper. Just look at it!

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Da garnet ankom, var det naturligvis i en kuvert. men indeni var det pakket ind i silkepapir. Og se nu den farve!

Yesterday we had snow, quite a bit of snow, and then for a short while the temperture went up, just enought to give us freezing rain instead. All the snow is now coverd by a thin crust, letting birds and small animals run on top of the snow. This looks fun. Our bathroom window was glazed in the process.

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  ❆  ❅  ❄

I går sneeede det pænt meget, og så steg temperaturen og sneen skiftede til isslag, bare ganske kort. Så nu er sneen overtrukket med en sprød skorpe og fugle og smådyr kan gå rundt oven på sneen. Det ser morsomt ud, og vores badeværelsesvindue, der stod på klem, fik pludselig matteret glas.

En imponerende gæst i haven An Impressive Guest in our Garden

Jeg sad fredelig og skrev, da der landede en fugl i mit æbletræ. Min første impuls var at springe op og skræmme duen væk. Så kiggede jeg igen, og sad i stedet musestille og trak kameraet.

I sat quetly typing as a bird landed in the appletree just outside my window. My knee jerk impulse was to jump up and scare away the pesky dove. I looked again, and sat totally still, carefully getting the camera.

Det var nemlig ikke en due, men denne her. Og så drejede den hovedet og kiggede lige på mig.

I was so not a dove, And then it turned its head and looked straight at me.

Fru spurvehøg i egen majestæt   ~   Her majesty, Queen Sparrowhawk.

Ja, jeg fodrer småfuglene i haven. Og ind i mellem ender en af dem altså som fuglefoder for hende her.

Yes, I feed the small birds in my garden. Now and then one of these ends up as feed for her.
https://www.naturbasen.dk/forum-arkiv/traad?id=1769213

Sunday Selections ~ Søndagsbilleder

I dag var jeg på en cykeltur. Jeg kom forbi en forholdsvis nyanlagt sø med maser af fugleliv ... nøj hvor er det svært at tage pæne billeder i solskinsvejr, når man ikke kan se skærmen på kameraet Her er en stribe mislykkede billeder - og så et par morsomme. Månedens farve er

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Today I went for a bike ride, and saw a new lake with lots of interesting bids. Bugger it's hard to snap a nice photo when the sun is shining into the tiny monitor on my camera. Here's some of my best fails.
The colour of the month is

Svaner er åbenbart voldsomt generte - 💛 - Swans are obviously shy birds. Who knew ...

De her rendte ingen steder - 💛 -These ones did not run away

En blishøne. For dagens smil følg linket til en blishønes fødder
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A coot. For today's smile follow this link to Coot's feet.

Jeg fotograferede en and og blev fotobombet af en hjort.
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I snapped a photo of a duck, the deer decided to photobomb me.

Og endelig en smule biodiversitet 😉 Hvis man har en benved - og det har jeg og er lykkelig over at den har overlevet - så må man finde sig i benvedspindemøl. De har heldigvis kun en generation, så træet skyder igen.

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And finally some biodiversity 😉 if you have a common spindle tree in your garden - I have, and I'm happy it survived - you have to put up with the Spindle ermine and their larvae.

To tågede morgener ~ Two Foggy Mornings

I går var tågen tyk som ærtesuppe. Alting var væk. Det var som om et Ingenting fra Fantasien (Den uendelige historie) var ved at opsluge verden.

Yesterday was foggy. If you ever read The Never-Ending Story you might see a Nothing swallowing the world.

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I dag var det også tåget, men en helt anden tåge. Utroligt hvad et par graders forske kan gøre.

Today was foggy as well, bur what a difference a few degrees lower temperature can do.

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I dag lykkedes det mig også at fange et par flokke af trækkende fugle. Hvis du ser rigtig godt efter, kan du få øje på to flokke her på billedet.

If you look closely - and maybe embiggen the photo - you can see two flocks of migratory birds in this photo.

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Flokken længst til venstre. Det er gæs. Spørg mig ikke hvilken slags. De sidder på markerne i store flokke og æder kornet til landmændenes irritation.

The leftmost flock. A wedge of geese. Don't ask me what kind of geese. They land in the fields in huge flocks and graze the sprouting grain to the farmers' chagrin.

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Og fra højre. En flok svaner. De seneste år er svaner gået fra at overvintre som par til at overvintre i samlede flokke. VI har haft sådan en flok her i nærheden, og nu flyver de tilbage til deres redesteder i mindre flokke, der deler sig op i mindre og mindre enheder for at ende som par igen. Et foretrukkent delested er lige over vores hus.

Swans! For some years now swans have wintered in flocks, where earlier they did so in pairs only. And we have such a flock near by. Now spring is on its way and they leave in small units splitting up in the air into smaller and smaller flocks ending up in their pairs flying to their old nesting places. Such a point for parting of ways is almost on top of our house.

Dagen derpå - The Day After

Lørdag var dagen derpå efter stormen Otto. Der var nu ikke sket så meget her hos os. Selvfølgelig havde domen som sædvanlig fået blæst noget af plastikken af, men ellers var stormens eneste offer min haveredskabsholder.

Saturday was the day after, the day after what?  ... after Otto, the storm, a category 1 or 2 storm that hit Denmark in the night between Friday and Saturday. Otto was quite civilized, limiting himself to blowing off some of the plastic triangles from my greenhouse and topple my holder for garden shovels etc.

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Domen er blevet repareret, da jeg allerede har sået radiser og salat derinde. Men jeg kunne godt mærke at nogle af stiverne der - ligesom redskabsstaværet i øvrigt - er lavet af lægter der blev pillet af huser i 1999, trænger til en udskiftning. En af dem gav efter, da jeg lænede mig op ad den, og så stak jeg næsten næsen ind i en stor, flot svamp, der groede på en anden stiver. Den står vist på renovering til foråret.

My greenhouse is repaired already, as I have sown radishes and salad in there - optimistic, but what's the worst to happen? But I realized that I might have to do something about my greenhouse soon. It is - like the toppled rack for shovels etc. made from beams from our roof, which was renovated in 1999. As I leaned on one of the beams it gave way, and I ended up with my nose inches from a beautiful growth of fungus on another beam. New beams and plastic coming up this spring, I guess.

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Og endelig! blomstrer min troldnød. Jeg har ønsket mig sådan én siden vi flyttede hertil, jeg fik købt en for et lille års tid siden, og nu blomstrer den.

And finally! a Witch Hazel in bloom. I wanted one of these since we moved in, but only found one last year. Pretty, isn't it?

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Flere billeder fra haven lørdag -- More photos from a Saturday in the garden

Luget stikkelsbærbed -- Gooseberries weeded.

Lille Malik overlevede endnu en storm -- Little Malik survived yet a storm.
(Se her under januar -- Look at January's photo here)

Lungeurten spirer -- Lung wort is thriving too

Krokus - de gule bliver ædt og de blå forsvinder. Her næsten hvide - og det passer godt med Månedens farve igen

Crocus. The yellow ones get eaten by birds, the blue ones just disappear. Off white ones are the answer, and perfect for my Colour of the month.

Judaspenge kan gro hvor som helst. Her rundt om vores oliepåfyldningsstuds til fyret.
Honesty. It grows literally everywhere. Her around the pipes where oil is put into our heating system.

En lille ny efeu gror op ad vores gamle Hjortetaktræ. Sådan skal efeu opføre sig.
A baby ivy growing up our old Staghorn sumac. This is the way to grow for ivy.

Det er det her så ikke - en gammel efeu, der helst vil kravle hen over jorden. Den må have pædagogisk klatre-hjælp snart.
And this is not. An old ivy that wants to sprawl the grounds instead of climbing. It needs some tuition.

Sunday Selections - Trees and Flowers

This Sunday I want to show photos from my garden. This is a meme, but I'll let River do the presentation:

Long, long ago, in days of yore...Kim of Frog ponds Rock, (who no longer blogs), dreamed up a meme called Sunday Selections. A place where those who were willing could put up photos they wanted to share, new, old, good, bad or indifferent, any photos you please. Nothing rude or vulgar though. And we don't mind at all if overseas bloggers care to join us. The meme is now continued by Elephant's Child and I occasionally join in as do a few others. Andrew is one. Messymimi is another. Drop in to Elephant's Child and have a look.

For today - and yes it is still Sunday here in my little corner of the world - I have two series. The first one is trees with other things growing on or inside them:

Old apple tree with an ash tree growing from a hole in a branch - I suspect the woodpecker of leaving a seed up there.

Plum tree with a dandelion growing where two brances meet. It needed no help getting there.

Old walnut tree (felled because of a disease) now home to a sunflower. This time the prime suspect is a tit or a blue tit bringing a seed here from our bird feeder.

The second series is: White, or almost white, flowers. Linking up with Life in Colour. This months colour is white/silver

Sloe flowers - not in my garden, but very close to where I live.

Rhododendron from my front garden

Ramsons growing in my herbal bed.

Columbines. I grow them for dye, but I never tried the white ones.

Some kind of daisy with inhabitant.

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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