Neath cornflowered skies
Veiled clouds merely passing;
My friend is smiling
Now around midday the sun struggles to keep her chin above the horizon. The frost covered world joins the battle against darkness and bounces every photon from side to side. In a few hours the sun cannot keep up her eyelid anymore. The night shift belongs to the full moon, refreshed and with steady precision he mirrors her light back to our world. A brilliantly directed symphony that cheats darkness on the seasonal drawbacks of a 60°8’N latitude.
Our horses enjoys the tranquility created through cold clear skies and absence of wind. All soundwaves are attenuated by snow and frost; creating a feeling of safety to all prey animals. A cold silent “now” enhances the soft touch of sunbeams against the horses natural winter coat.
A good end to an eventful year and promises of a good new year in the making.