The longest night of the year is now behind us, which only brings us to the second-longest night of the year, and so the long tunnel of winter stretches forward, elongating and disappearing into seemingly-endless darkness. In some ways we are at the bottom of the year – the ground level from which we can only rise and find light. To make it more bearable, we shift to the spirit of hygge here, something that will last beyond Christmas and New Year’s Eve, filling this corner of the internet with cozy warmth and sparkling comfort.
A bouquet of fresh greens to remind of a spring and summer to come.
A collection of candles lending soft light and gentle warmth to a chilly space.
A fuzzy blanket, wrapped around the shoulders and brought room to room.
A stark and sparse expanse of a whitewashed room, stunning in simplicity and grace, small and infinite at once.
Little earthly delights that hint at the sparkle of other worlds, where meaning might be found in the breathtaking font of companionship, in the shared experience of something that could be called heartwarming. This is how we navigate the winter – a winter that’s only just begun, a winter that holds most of its darkness in the days ahead, when the light of Christmas fades, and the freshness of a New Year all too quickly dissipates.
