Today I woke up to a foggy, frosty morning. The kind where the air feels still, the trees look dusted in silver, and the whole landscape seems to be holding its breath.






Today I woke up to a foggy, frosty morning. The kind where the air feels still, the trees look dusted in silver, and the whole landscape seems to be holding its breath.






It’s afternoon, and Ylva is pacing restlessly while I finish editing some photos. The wind is howling softly through the…
As many of you know, I injured my knee this past Summer after my very excited husky puppy ran into…
I love when nature signals the shift in seasons. It feels like an invitation to start anew. To wash away…
Today I made a spontaneous trip to Smögen. I felt a pull to go there. For no logical reason, just…
Winter is coming, and darkness is descending over the islands and quiet fishing villages. People say it’s now a time…
It’s that time of year again when the house needs a little help from my wood supply. This is the…