the stillness of the night is punctuated by the silent music of fifteen white winterland birds flying noiselessly by. they maintain perfect synchronic order against the faint glow of the sleepy half moon,effervescent in the darkness of the idle starlit night.a faint buzz of electricity and stasis lurks in the background.

Joningsberg is a beautiful little town in the cold northern fringe of Sweden.the Sun shines warm in the summer, and you can leave the frost memories of winter far behind, carry your suntan to the beach and soak in the sweet Scandinavian sun all day in an air of stillwater tranquillity interspersed now and then by one more wave breaking itself into nothingness against the sloping sand of the seabed crystal clear and aquamarine reflecting the laid back white of early morning clouds in a dreamless azure beyond