The dark nordic winter is almost upon us, with days of rain and wind and waterfalls rushing down the mountains surrounding our city. I have holes in both my rainboots, but I can't keep from smiling as I lean into the gusts of wild wind and leaf-filled streams filling the streets. My little Scandinavian houses are wrapped with shadows as they look out the studio window at Ulriken mountain.
A zoomed-in view of the mountain kindergarten from inside my little house down in the city
