#nydalasjön

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Nydalasjön ❤️

[coffeeandrain]

Swans have arrived 🦢😍 * #swans #lake #nature #spring #outdoors #umeå #sweden #nydalasjön #snow #birds https://www.instagram.com/p/CNNZWb5phHr/?igshid=jy2ppf6w5eil

[salahfarag]

#aerial #lakefront #nydala #lake #nydalasjön #frozen #snow #winter #e4 #motorway #cars# #traffic #trees #forest #horizon #clouds #umea #sweden #umeå #sverige🇸🇪 #travel #lifestyle #photography #drone #djispark #salahfarag @salah.farag.i (at Nydalasjön) https://www.instagram.com/salah.farag.i/p/Bu0BqTFDvsl/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9ruu55wnwixa

[its-f-photography-blog]

Thinking back and starting to miss beautiful #sverige 😱😻 #schweden #umeå #nydalasjön #semesterabroad #erasmus #getsomeexperience #auroraborealis #memories #noregrets #checkoutmyblog #itsfphotography (hier: Fulda, Germany)

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“Bubble Wednesday” by | Nhodjin

Lake Nydalasjön, Umeå, Sweden

[state-of-transit]

Catharsis | By Eosphorus

It was really dark. Not uncomfortably dark, but still, the light had mostly evaporated, and the shadows had fused themselves with trees, buildings, and people. People. That was one of the main things you would see, hear, but not feel. Was it because of the cold? Was it the hard winter’s fault? Or was it culture? But culture is always based on some context, which is dependent on its environment, is it not?

Enough, Mr. K. thought. Today I have things to do. He went out into the corridor, turned left and felt some small rays affectionately touching his face. For a minute it felt that he was in his hometown, a city in Greece, but that was not the case. He was in a small Swedish city called Umeå.

Umeå, he thought, a city named after a river. Rivers had always fascinated Mr. K. and he always thought that rivers were the veins of the world. Without rivers, life would probably not have evolved as it did. However, rivers and especially Umeå, had something that scared him. They had an absolute calmness, which for some was a blessing, but for him was a curse. He was used to noises. He lived in a city of almost 4 million people. When external noises were silenced, he would start hearing his inner ‘noises’. Something which he did not want to do, yet.

Ηe checked his surroundings; a combination of white and brown, muddy in some parts, but unspoiled and white in others. Those white parts were what kept him feeling that he should be more cheerful and a deep cold breath around those filled him up with power and energy. Studying in Umeå was not easy for Mr. K. as he had left behind many unfinished stories, which were still unfolding without him being able to control their evolution. But he did not care. Today was not the day to care. Today was the day to watch a phenomenon rooted in the history of humanity. Today was the day of Aurora Borealis.

~

Mr. K. lit a cigarette and started smoking it in front of the Nydalsjön lake. He really liked the sound of it – Nydalasjön, or Nydala in its abbreviated version. While thinking of the word he would hear the lake singing to him. It was a song unknown to him, a song which he had never heard - a song of silence. His thoughts started crawling out of the deepest recesses of his mind, and one by one they demanded to be paid tribute. Dark memories fighting happy memories; scary thoughts and anxieties threatened by hopes and dreams, and lastly, current realities unchecked and unbalanced taking over his heart. Anger, anxiety, self-contempt and sadness, all combined in a black meteorite fell in front of his eyes into the lake. An imaginary hell, a hell with no substance, all inside of him. He closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes.

The meteorite was gone, its constituents at the losing end. His hopes luminated his soul again. And it was then, exactly then, when a green dancing light appeared above the frozen lake, illuminating the skies just like the dawn of the goddess Aurora would have done early in the morning. It was her, it was Aurora Borealis, the Aurora of the North, the muse of the lake. He laughed, not knowing why. He laughed again and felt rejuvenated. He did not know why, but a simper formed on his lips for the first time since he had been in this small river-born town.

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Our hero was there, sitting and imagining. Enjoying the calmness of the lake and the sounds made by its cracking ice. But it is time to consider the following: could the lake know? Could the lake understand who came to visit it? Who was this Mr. K. sharing a part of his soul with it, what did he want, and why, if it was, was it important?

Mr. K., as it turned out, was not just a person. He was an illustration of all the people that came to the lake. They all came with the same hope in mind; to find Catharsis. Catharsis is an ancient Greek word which means purification. It is a process of releasing all the repressed emotions inside of us, a process of clearance, a process of emotional survival. This process has been taking place for centuries and one, if he looks close enough, can see all those thoughts trapped inside the icy lake, pushing to come out, pushing to come back; they make all those ice-cracking noises, but the lake does not falter. It keeps them all trapped, protecting the people that visit it, the people that need it, those who want to survive. It needs to do this just for the winter, as afterwards, when spring comes, the tree fairies take on the role of the protector. It does this and asks for nothing in return. The healing lake, one could name it, but that would just be an exaggeration, as the lake never healed anyone. It is a mere guide - guiding all those who wander lost around its banks and helping them find their way inside their heart. Because if one loses his way towards a destination, he can always find it later, but if one loses his way to himself, then he is forever gone. And that is what the lake has been preventing for centuries.

Our hero stood up, sighed and closed his eyes for some seconds. A cracking noise was heard, and he shivered. It’s nothing, he thought to himself and tried to laugh again, but his smile was not the same. It had changed. But he did not care. Today was not the day to care. Today was the day he watched a phenomenon rooted in the history of humanity. Today was the day of the Aurora Borealis.

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Photo by Sandro Santioli

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[worldes]

Time To Say Goodbye by Lars Kehrel Via Flickr: I spent the last five month in the nice city Umeå in northern of Sweden. I will fly back to Germany on friday and so I will leave this lovely place. Especially the lake Nydalasjön was a place I will never forget. It was a nice place for some walks and a great place for photos. I hope you enjoyed my Sweden photos, as I enjoyed taking them.

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Wenn ich kein echtes Sonnenglitzern bekomme, rufe ich es mir eben in Erinnerung 🤷🌞 (hier: Nydalasjön) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqE1saWHvF6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=w9r9v5er6lav

[andreastaivas]

Utställning på rucklet vid Kinabron, Nydalasjön, Umeå

26/9-21

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A reblog from an old post of mine from one of my side blogs. I'd like to make a correction and say that you can come to Sweden and watch the Northern lights from October up until March.

Now that I moved north to Umeå (and surroundings) and lived there for the past 5 years I know from experience that the further North and further west (inland) you go, the greater chances you have to spot an aurora. The best light shows I've seen in Umeå have been during October - November, though that has a lot to do with Umeå having it's own micro climate as winter gets further along. By mid December we get quite a good cloud cover during the night, even though the skies are clear during the day.

The best you can do in order to spot the Northern lights is go North and inland (Jukkasjärvi, Kiruna, Jokkmokk, Abisko, Åre, Sarek National Park, etc) and check websites monitoring solar flares such as Spaceweatherlive, or join a Facebook group putting out alerts for whichever city/place you are currently in.

We get to see auroras in Umeå every winter, but I do live there and I can't say I see them as often as one would think. Other cities where they can be observed fairly often are Skellefteå, Piteå, Luleå, and Haparanda (on the border with Finland). All of these are coastal cities, so sometimes the skies are clear in the afternoon and then the winds turn, bringing moisture from the Baltic sea and blotting out the stars (and any chances of seeing anything).

The best spots around Umeå are Tavelsjö (a lake 30 min away from the city center by car), Nydalasjön (withing city limits but with some light pollution from the nearby settements), Vindeln and its river Vindelälven, and maybe by the sea if you happen to have a car.

In a little town called Jukkasjärvi in Northern Sweden - near the Ice Hotel and the city of Kiruna - you can learn how to drive a dog sled (not for the feint of heart) or go reindeer sledding (much more manageable for first timers).

You can also take trips into the forest in the dead of night to see the stars (you’ll learn how to care for and ride an icelandic horse), and if you’re lucky, see the Northern lights. TIP: the northern light “season” starts in February and ends in March. You can even learn how to drill a hole in the Torneälv and fish!

Noteworthy is that you won’t see the sun at all if you visit during December-January. The sky will get brighter and there will be some light for a couple of hours, but the rest of the day it will be pitch black. Make sure to have some board games and good company for the long nights ahead! I recommend the trip though, it’s absolutely worth it.

It’s a strange feeling, when you are alone in a sea of white and the only sounds are your heartbeat, your breath, and the steady rhythm of a reindeer’s footsteps.

[coffeeandrain]

Playing with those lens flares * Want these on your wall? https://storkamp.picfair.com/ * #outdoors #forrest #simplethings #sunshine #lensflare #nature #spring #wood #nydalasjön #umeå #picfair #snow #photography https://www.instagram.com/p/B9J4unaJgmv/?igshid=73jdtuodn7ie

[its-f-photography-blog]

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Fågel Fenix © 2020 Lars Öberg #Umeå #Nydala #Västerbotten #Sweden #NorthernSweden #snö #snow #röd #red #hus #house #förfall #decay #vårvinter #springwinter #March (på/i Nydalasjön) https://www.instagram.com/p/B91NLQwJqU5/?igshid=yz98963q835r

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Nydalasjön

nhodjin

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Gick milen runt Nydalasjön idag, perfekt väder.