We spend the days taking long walks, eat lots of tangerines and keep the fire in our wood stove going. We light more candles in our Christmas tree, play games and sketch greenhouses. We chop firewood, feed the chickens and wait for snow. We read all the new books we had under our tree, dunk saffron biscuits in hot cocoa and cut paper snowflakes.
In German, my mother tongue, the days between Christmas and New Year’s are called Zeit zwischen den Jahren, the time between the years. It is my favourite time of the year, quiet days without a lot of obligations. Time to look backwards, time to look forwards. But most of all: time to be in the here and now.