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There is a whisper that February is going to be cold and horrible, a too late winter. It would be cruel I think, since us Sthlmians have started feeling spring hopes. So maybe this post, honouring our lost friend winter is in vain, I don't know yet. Anyway, this is part one of three of winter photos from my blog. Hello winter, this is for you!

The winter 2008 / 2009: 

At the allotment gardens in Märsta with my mother, a place that has intrigued me for years. I like mini worlds.

Hibernating boats, ready for summer's arrival.

Winter sunshine is the bestest.

Jessica and I visiting the vintage shop chain Myrorna (The Ants) in Ropsten. This is the neighbourhood.

I was part of shooting a short film - no, it wasn't a horror film - at The Woodland Cemetery.

Visiting a friend in Rinkeby, a suburb where I used to live for five years - well, during this time I also lived in Visby, Halle-am-Saale, Berlin and one month in Copenhagen.

During a walk on the ice - a suicide mission this year - the Glenn and I discovered a shipwreck. A Russian immigrant had lived there, and as the ship sank one person died. This - for other reasons - was a very special walk for the Glenn and I. We hadn't been together long, and everything was new and frail.

"Come on Karol, show me your 'new' record!" My digital zoom isn't the best.

White on white in Alby.

More winter and snow tomorrow!

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