The last hours of the year have been mysterious.
Did you ever expected that the blue hour lasts for a whole day, although you are not living close to the polar circle. Wooden mossy bodies have been bedded on a sea of golden leaves. And the green glance of their eyes make you feel welcome and well prepared for the coming year.
Even the dog starts smiling and I am pretty sure if we would have been a little bit longer into the forest she would start talking to me.
Back home again the dinner for new year's eve needs to be prepared and when the last people left in the morning things were clear. With those wooden creatures, a nearly talking dog and a bunch of friends who fill your flat with their warmth you never could have a better start into the next year.