we took a walk. It was muddy. It was dark. There was, however, an event: a kind of festival of light. There were too many people and we even saw people walk cats on leashes. ‘Odd’, said mr Dog.
We walked from home to this place. It’s an old greenhouse.
We passed all sorts of things (including the cats, as I already told you, but we’re a bit shocked!) on the way.
(I only included the last one so that you’ll know how dreadful the winter in Stockholm can look like before the snow. Slightly outside of the city.)