The real cold winter and snow do not want to stop by. I don't know anymore if I should long for winter or for spring. There are buds on the branches of the trees and the birds already started singing and chirping. I enjoy the february sun when it warms my cheeks, but I also enjoy the cold wind when it blows through my hair. So for now I just wait. Hoping that winter will come nevertheless. With lots and lots of snow and ice.
* This song is so good. Such a gentle cover.
* Tonight I will start reading this book. The story is set in Iceland(!). I'm so curious. Have you already read it, by chance?