I love winter and snow. I’ll never grow up in that sense. I’m still a kid who makes a happy dance inside when the first snow falls. The snow that brings sparkles to the dark evenings. Snowy winters are peace, serenity and beauty. I love long, brisk walks in a snowy landscape, breathing cold, crisp air, feeling how the chill nips the cheeks. I love coming indoors after being out in the cold a whole day and cozy up in the sofa with a cup of tea, candle light and home made bread with a good hard cheese. I love the first snow fall of the season – the one that often melts away as it falls and the anticipation of Christmas and the New Year. I love going on photo excursions during the winter season – since most people are indoors I have an
undisturbed access to the world – just me, my camera and my thoughts.
I captured these in Uppsala when I happened to be home the two weeks the past winter when there actually was cold and snowy. I was very grateful for that.