No one else to be seen. Blue dimnes of the dawn surrounds me. Smoke rises from the chimney travelling horizontally above the treetops. My fingers are cold inside my mittens as I ski over the calm, white lake.
It is a new year and Finland is covered with snow. Dark autumn turned to winter with the arrival of snow in December. The whole of Finland had a white Christmas, which is not very likely anymore.
Snow brings so much more light. It was something I always missed in Britain – and one more reason to love the British hills and munros, which allowed me to have snow days over there. Never mind, I won’t be spending the winter or spring in the UK this year so I’ll share some of the Finnish winter magic with you in the form of recent photos.