It is still snowing quite a lot and now with the (almost) permanent light, it is very bright outside. The oyster-catchers have come back, and so begins the festival of light.

I’ve been reacquainted with an old passion for penpalling. I love hand-written letters, and I’ve met a couple of very nice German ladies. It is very cosy. It also motivates me to keep on studying German. This and reading Walter Moers.

It also gives me the opportunity to decorate my letters with some little cutouts (paper, inks, colored pencils and watercolour):