It is very dark in Svångemåla this time of the year. No street lights, no neighbours, no cars, and hardly any sun only our own lamps inside and outside give us some light. It is also very, very quiet. It is time to shut off the heating, empty the water pipes and prepare the house for the winter.
A young moose came wandering over the field and found a tree a storm had brought down. It stood there for a long time looking at me and I wonder what, if anything, it was thinking. I am glad it survived the hunt and hope to see it again next spring!
