The days get shorter, we slow down, land by the crackling fire and look up at the stars that light up the dark sky. And there... When we least expect it, the crackling northern lights wander across the sky.

Everything has its time, each season has its own rituals, its own food, its own feeling.

Now we land in the winter, and lets the snow-white blanket land as a protection against the cold.
We are rounding off the year, and building on something new.