Winter nights
l missed Christmas in Sweden in the last two years and those mysterious nights of December. Where the snow and fog fills the forest and where a lamp here and there lights it up. Even though I don't believe the old stories about Robin Goodfellow, Santa, elves or other creatures that were said to sneak around during winter nights, it still feels like they are lurking somewhere in there. Keeping a watchful eye over me and keeping me safe.
