She is nobel the Hepatica nobilis. So proudly she reaches for the light. Out of that blanket of withered leaves new life emerges, bringing hope and joy. She seems to be listening to the returning

In Sweden, we usually call it April weather when the weather is constantly changing.  It is as if winter and spring do not find a smooth transition, as if it is difficult for winter to

In this time of snow melting, we hear the sound of the rushing water in the stream from a distance. The thick ice is no longer passable, it grays and slowly decays. On the shore,

In the midst of the cold, she blooms at the top of a bud. So small that we wouldn't see her without looking carefully. Purple bursts against the spring sky give hope for a later

Here they are again, the cranes. It's magical when we wake up early in the morning and their song echoes in waves across the lake. Once again, they have traveled far to find their way