Friday, November 28, 2008

Arctic Disappearances

I had a friend, Seija, who grew up in Rovaniemi, in Lapland. She in turn had a school friend whose mother would always disappear for the darkest part of the dark season. Some time in December she would take off without a word. They thought maybe she went out in the wilderness somewhere. In February, when the days got longer, she would return. Without a word.

 That was just how it was.

Pekka Jylhä: Trembling and honoring, photo: Jussi Tiainen

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