For Christmas mood, I want to share with you a bit of the first chapter of First rule of foxes. I shared it last Christmas, but I had only Facebook blog at the time.
Tiina settled herself on the couch where they had once sat as a family. Now sitting here, years later it felt like a distant dream. She tried to read the book she had taken with her, but she could not focus on it in her current mood. The idea of spending Christmas here suddenly seemed to be the biggest mistake of the century. Well, as she was already here, she might as well make the best of it. Maybe when the rooms were decorated there would be some Christmas feeling? Tiina looked at the top of the closet. Yep, the box of Christmas ornaments was still there. Now the only thing that was missing was a Christmas tree.
As soon as the fire had died in the stove, Tiina threw her coat on and went out. In their shed which had fallen crooked over time, she found a small axe and her old sled. Tiina gently slid her fingers over the worn surface of the old Salvo sled - now there was a memory that did not make her sad. She set off to the forest, pulling the sled behind her.
In the woods, between the snow-covered trees, Tiina started to feel better. She didn't feel so alone here, either. Here flashed an orange chest of a robin, there she sensed a rabbit hiding in a pile of snow. A woodpecker drummed in the distance. The forest was full of life.
Tiina enjoyed sweeping through the snow that glittered in the sun. At first, it was up to her knees, yet she welcomed the exercise, and under the trees, it was but half of that. Frost covered the branches like a luminous lace foam. It felt to Tiina as if she was in a Christmas postcard. The sun shone only for a moment though, and then the wind brought a new cloud to cover it, but at least for a moment, there had been a winter fairy tale around her.
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