I get up in the morning long before the sun shows up. I need to light a lot of candles and lanterns, it is as important and essential as my morning tea. All colors are in gray and blue hues, dim and soft, and the light is scarce.
Most days we hardly see the sun, but yesterday it let itself see at sunset. A beautiful golden moment, but oh so swift. I got out, wild with joy, and let the light soak through my entire being. While the darknes is mostly filling the days now, I can feel the thrill and the longing for the turning point; winter solstice is near!
My wildness must have caused me to move in mysterious ways. The pictures I took was badly shaken - but in the most lovely colors. You'll have to imagine my joy and the amazing sunset.
The above is a wreath enjoying itself in the sunset. It's hanging on my front door and is made by my clever mum.