30 December 2009
Temperatures in Kiruna are starting to dip below -28 C at night. Last night I walked through the woods for 15 minutes and my eyelashes gathered a rime of frost that looked like the beginning to a good Halloween costume. With the full moon nearly upon us, it is light enough without low clouds to venture out at any time of night. The moon will not touch the horizon for at least another week.
photograph taken at IRF yesterday around 2:30 p.m.
20 December 2009
19 December 2009
17 December 2009
15 December 2009
Sometime on the train we crossed into the Arctic. I woke up with the carriage to myself just north of Umeå and everything was covered in snow. Feet of snow. Thick. Like icing smothering an undeserving cupcake.
Two colors told it all. Black conifers balancing thin white snowdrifts out to their limbtips. A blackblue sky. Ground white as eyes, textured like etched glass.
Kiruna won't see the sun again until after the first week of January.