The little wooden houses of Sweden remind me of fairy tales.
In summer, the wood glows like red rubies –
But in the winter, those red timbers really come into their own.
Topped with an icing of snow,
They resemble gingerbread houses.
So delicious, I feel I could reach out and eat one.
Even autumn leaves hanging onto the winter branches
Look like delicious gingerbread —
Or perhaps a brown coat fluttering in the wind,
Left there by someone eager for new adventures.
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