At the top of Ståkke Mountain in the municipality of Arjeplog. There is always a wind up there, creating beautiful patterns in the snow and bending the few small firs that survives up there. This day it was cloudy and chilly when I stood there on the peak, amazed by the fantastic view. Far away in the distance I could see the Piteå river, a white winding passage in the forest landscape. For a brief moment, the clouds scattered a bit, and revealed the intense blue winter sky. The trees silently stood there, patiently waiting for the spring.