Calm
It is the night before Christmas Eve and it is so calm outside, the fog has wrapped itself around the homes where I live. I am inside with Tomten.
Foggy nights remind me of a picture in a book, a picture that I have remembered since I was a child. My Mom gave me these four books when I was around six years old. Books about words, each Swedish word has the English translation. I used to spend hours looking through the pages in these books, learning the English words and I got lost in my imagination while looking at the pics. I loved these books and I still have them.
These two pics kind of etched themselves into my brain....a foggy mysterious night and a calm night.
Foggy nights remind me of a picture in a book, a picture that I have remembered since I was a child. My Mom gave me these four books when I was around six years old. Books about words, each Swedish word has the English translation. I used to spend hours looking through the pages in these books, learning the English words and I got lost in my imagination while looking at the pics. I loved these books and I still have them.
These two pics kind of etched themselves into my brain....a foggy mysterious night and a calm night.
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