Winter is really here. It is cold, and I need so much clothes to stay warm when I am outside.
But the raw nature in this area is so damn beautiful no matter what time of the year it is. The forrest stil smells amazing and the ocean is still wild and overwhelming.
I like winter. I spend more time inside, watch more movies, listen to more audiobooks and need more sleep throughout this months. But that is okay. I feel privileged living in a country with four seasons. They each represent something different. The winter months are silent and introverted. It is a good and necessary (for me) contrast to summer time.
Every time I have been travelling in warm countries for a longer period, I have been longing for that crisp winter air. That smell of coldness. Freezing into my bones. It is part of my dna I guess.