“A Portrait of the Artist as a Snow Angel”

Day 24: Stockholm

I’ve always thought snow was something that happened to other people. Like in fairy tales. Or Canada.

But today, I fulfilled the winter wonderland fantasy I never knew I had. This included snowballs, several hours walking through snow (both in the sky and on the ground), endless seas of white (blurring the boundaries between footpath and road), and a snow angel.

All-in-all, Stockholm seems pretty nice this time of year.

Self-portrait:

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