Finland in November: ugliness of post-apocalyptic proportions. Add snow and a little sun: fairytale land of divine beauty.
And near-suicidal Finns are suddenly smiling again.
Took my laptop and walked through this fairytale to the library - stopping for a latte on the way. Work doesn't really feel like work when you are surrounded by books. I translated someone's account of a trip to the frontier in east Ukraine while students whispered secrets around me.
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Amidst a steadily freezing university campus and blithely procreating undergrads, I catch a glimpse of your Finnish sunshine in a New England morning.
Enjoy! Hope New England doesn't get as dark as Finland does this time of the year.
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