Nice to see u again, Mr. Winter

Today I walked with my dog along the river bank. It was during those few hours of daylight and there was the miracle called sun, shining so low in the horizon that it's hurting your eyes. It was a nice amount below zero and the naked birch trees had gotten a fancy white dress. I could feel the temperature in my cheeks and that made me smile which I didn't notice before my teeth hurt. Chunks of ice floating slowly with the stream and making a nice crackle when hitting each other. Ten swans flew just over me in a neat formation, ready to leave us before it's too late for them.

My dog's fur has started to get thicker and thicker, soon he's gonna look like a polarbear again.

Ruka opens the first slope tomorrow.

Yes, finally, Mr. Winter. I knew I could count on you.