I’m still slowly easing into 2017 even if on the outside it may seem that I have been busy. I began the year in Maine at my brother’s. Drove to Connecticut to my aunt’s on the second day of 2017, and then drove to NYC and flew home to Sweden over the 3rd + 4th…
As soon as I drove into my brother’s neighborhood Friday night, I had the feeling that I was gonna be celebrating “Christmas in Maine”… like a small town, coastal Maine Christmas movie. It just felt magical and cozy and wintery. There was ice/snow on the ground, it was bitterly cold. But, it was toasty warm..
i woke this morning before 6. just before my alarm went off. as i pried open my eyes + snuggled down under the covers to stay warm, i slowly prepared myself for one of my favorite mornings all year long. the dark, mysterious, silent morning of the winter solstice. i crawled out of bed..