Into the wild - ish
Even though Furesøen and the surrounding marsh hardly can be described as a wilderness, it's pretty wild compared to Copenhagen with all its concrete and manicured parks. Not a bad word about Copenhagen, though - that's where I live with my family, and I wouldn't change it for the world - but it's nice with a change of scenery from time to time.
Just the other day we went to my in-laws for a late easter lunch and decided to go for a walk in the forest. I absolutely love the place, and even though I have been a regular visitor during the past 10 years, I always see something new while walking there. This time it was, besides the budding trees, zillions of tadpoles swimming in the shallow waters.
We brought our kids, aged 5 and 8, and they were as over the moon about it as we were. The child in me regretted not bringing jam jars!
The anemones are wilting already, even though we were lucky enough to find a few patches of them on the forest floor. The lesser celandine, however, was everywhere, lighting up every stem of our way. Absolutely stunning, and I'm looking forward to coming back to see which growths the yellow beauties are giving room for next.
Nature is, indeed, pretty!