Petal skeletons, not actual skeletons. I've been watching too many crime series on Netflix lately so everything has taken on a sinister twist. I finally got around to doing a few bits in the garden and spotted these papery hydrangea heads tucked in a dark corner.
Hydrangeas are nice to look at, even on their last legs.
When we arrived in Stockholm, I embarked on a project to document the city every month, for one year. Plenty of people share the grammable spots but I wanted to show everyday normality and capture how the city changed during the monumental shift between Summer and Winter. Not just that,
February was a month of semlor, grey but longer days, more cold and continued lethargy. I looked back on previous posts for this month because I really couldn't think of much to summarise, and it's the same every year! So please enjoy the impressive number of
January was a month of low sun, sledge travel, wildlife prints in the snow, crunchy pavements, gritter noise, long shadows, sunglasses, lethargic Stockholmers and white snow filled nighttime skies. Stockholm is a very clean city. Demonstrated by the remarkably small amount of litter in this mound containing several weeks of
December was a month of snow, blue "daylight", cosy candles, big boots, wooly hats and darkness. We've handled Winter pretty well since moving here, but struggled much more this time around. I can't even really pinpoint why — our friends also said this Winter seemed
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