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September 2019



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In continuation of my earlier post for "cool", I present you more pics from two short holiday trips to a Danish Island in winter. It nearly never snows there, and temperatures below freezing are unusual. However, the last visit presented us with the most beautiful winter weather, ice and snow, and temperatures of about -15°C/5°F. Many beautiful paths invited us to go for walks in the sunshine:

You can't see it here, but a few steps to the left there already was the sea.

A hike through a bird reserve

Two years earlier, with "normal" winter temperatures for the area, something between 5-10°C/40-50°F,
everything again looks like in summer, just much less populated.

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I'm especially fond of the last pic. The grass looks so soft and swishy.
It does indeed, but it is so sharp and strong that it causes serious cuts if one isn't careful.
I bet the quiet there is wondrous. (I almost said "silence" but I bet there's the sound of wind and waves and birds...)
Not so in summer, when everything is rather full and bustling, but in winter, absolutely. We have been there very often for a short winter break, as we're no skiiers but love to have some quiet and no people about. And a Sauna, which is very affordable at this time of the year! *g*
I love that middle photo. But, brrr!
Brrr indeed, though we didn't need to cover our faces. I assume your NYC winter visit was much colder then?
If I recall correctly, it was below freezing most of the time we were in NYC. During the day, it was quite tolerable, but when the wind picked up at night, it was uncomfortable to be outdoors. We were happy to find a nice, warm coffee shop from time to time!
Looks like a great walk:)
It was, as long as there was sun. Very peaceful!
Lovely photos. Are there many birds in that sort of weather?
The island is on one of the large bird migrating routes and used as a stopping point, but in winter usually there are not very many birds. Most noticeably are swans. I had ever seen swans on the open sea before, but there this happens frequently, and once we saw over 200 of them sleeping in a small protected bay a little further on. On this holiday, though, there were nearly no birds to seen apart from the odd seagull, one swan, and many crows.
I recall being very surprised the first time I saw swans in the North Sea. Here, they live in the marsh and lakes but I've never seen them in the sea.
Great photos. Which island was it. Just wondering. My grandmother was born and grew up on a Danish island.
Thanks! Langeland, as you already know (I should have put the name here). How fascinating that your grandmother was born in Denmark! Which island is she from? I've mostly only been to this one, but a few times also to its neighbour, Ærø, and then on the large islands Funen and Seeland.
She was born on Funen. He brother migrated to Australia and became a sugar cane grower. When his wife died he sent the fare back to Denmark for one of his sisters to come out to Australia to be his housekeeper and care for his family. There were 4 of them, and they drew lots. Nicolette, my grandmother, was the one who migrated. On the voyage she met Reg, my grandfather, an Australian who had been working in Britain, and they fell in love. She lived with her brother for a while, but eventually eloped. A cousin then had to come and take her place.
What a fascinating part of family history! This would make certainly a great reading, if one were to put it into a book. Do you happen to know the village she is from? If you like, the next time we're in the area, I could take pictures. We don't have planned a trip to or through Denmark in the next year, but perhaps the year after that. I'd love to see the place.
I will ask my youngest brother. He actually went to visit our cousins in Denmark when he was a young man. He said everywhere he went he was mistaken for a Dane, so he must look like that side of the family.

I often think of the way they lived back when Grandma was young. She was born in 1989. She said they only had 6 weeks of summer, and for most of the year all the clothes in need of washing were stored in the cellar, until the weather was suitable. I assume that would have coincided with preserving as well.

It must have been an enormous shock to have gone from that climate to Queensland, Australia, which is tropical. I can remember that she didn't like the summer much, even in the cooler parts of Australia.

You are right. Probably the life stories of both my maternal and paternal grandparents would be a good basis for a novel.
Oh, what a beautiful place! I love the contrast between the last two photos.
Thanks! That wasn't even intentional.