The long light evenings in Scandinavia
Are called white nights because it never really gets dark.
But for me, they will always be
Dazzling, honey’d golden nights,
Where the setting sun
Matches the red fur of my dogs.
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This weekend, I went down to the lake
To enjoy yet another golden sunset with the dogs.
This time – we were joined by a surprise visitor: a beaver.
The beavers have been very active further around the lake,
But now they have felled trees near the beach too.
Which might explain why the beaver was so eager to visit.
The beaver swam up towards Ruby – before realizing she was a dog….
With a huge splash of its tail, it disappeared under the water.
Simmie decided he had to guard Ruby – and the floating pontoon!
The sun was still blazing in the sky at about 9.30 pm
As we watched the beaver swim away in a lake of molten gold.
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The setting sun threw out a white arc
Of cloud as we walked down to the lake
To welcome the new jetty.
It is a good place to sit
And watch the coloured ribbons in the sky.
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Down by the lake,
The sun goes down in a burst of orange.
Simmie gets a burst of energy from the view —
And a swim in the cold water. He’s a happy boy!
Ruby prefers to sit and gaze
At the tangerine dream of another beautiful sunset.
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Sometimes a sunset doesn’t put on
A fiery show as the sun goes down;
All you have to do is take your best girl, some dogs
And wait for the lilac and violet tints to paint the sky.
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Here in Sweden, we have a fifth season that I like to call Springter.
It’s that mixture of spring and winter —
With spring promising warmth one day,
Only to go back two steps to winter;
Then forward a step to spring.
You could say it’s spring and winter
Performing a salsa!
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There is something very appealing
About splashes of colour in the snow:
Green lanterns with the added dash of golden fur
Make the scene even more attractive.
As I continued on my snowy walk,
I turned back to see a lone lantern
Saying farewell in solitary beauty.
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The lull between big snow storms
Is painted in clouds of purple
And blue that roll over the landscape
As the sun slowly rises to say hello.
And, of course, my poser Ruby
Looks good in that early morning light.
(Meanwhile, Simmie just prefers to run around
In circles enjoying the snow! :-))
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Snow is so beautiful —
It really brings out the colour of patient dogs.
It falls in swirls
Of fairy lights,
Turning the woods
Into a mysterious place.
Suddenly, tall, snow-topped trees
Make us realize how small we are in the universe,
And humble wood
Is turned into abstract art.
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13 December is Lucia – one of my favourite times of year.
Lucia is all about children dressed in white and carrying candles
To symbolize hope and light in the darkness.
The dawn that day didn’t disappoint either.
It blazed with light and colour,
So that dogs (and people) seemed small and humble
Under the huge lilac sky;
And paw prints were etched across a purple
Canopy of snow – leading the eye
To that glorious sky of hope.
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