7 Feb 2015 Darkness not so much falls as it is always present. A shadow, really, to remind us of the light. How do the stars pop out in the night? I can’t remember. 0
4 Feb 2015 Across the road from Karin’s, is a barn and a house with no running water. An old lady lived there, but she died last winter, and now a couple of men have bought the place and the large parcel of land attached. They have to share with the stray cats in the yard and the family of mice in the attic. 0
28 Jan 2015 I have no coat for the Swedish winter, so I bundle in my padded raincoat. I want to be outside. I want to skid on the snow. I want to walk on water. 0
