Sunset on the Ridge

May 13th, 2012  | 

In my experience, it’s hard to pay attention to nagging worry or ennui when presented with a scene like this:

Military Ridge sunset

Indeed, in these situations my only difficulty is avoiding singing something like this too loudly I sail along in the cool evening air:

Om levende blev hvert træ i skov,
og var så hvert blad en tunge,
de kunne dog ej Guds nådes lov
med værdelig røst udsjunge;
thi evig nu skinner livets lys
for gamle og så for unge.