Helena Lindblad: A third selfiegalning scowls in the backlight and harp on about to know vårkänslan in itself.

They come as small intrusive bildbrev on the record. Barely has given up the chinese lanterns on the balcony, granbarren kept quiet down on the parquet and nyårsflaskorna klirrats the bottom of the återvinningshålen until some bastard instagrammar a poor struggling, long hanging solstrimma and cheering ”Hooray! Now it has turned!"

Any other stubborn selfiegalning plates in an angry yellow shirt at a beach against an uncertain sky, and yelling ”I believe in the spring!”. A third scowls in the backlight and harp on about ”to know vårkänslan in itself”.

has passed. But is there something seasonally more stressful than to get excited until the spring? Can we not just get to keep the relaxed, kravlösa winter for a while? As the Swedish vinterälskaren Erik Axel Karlfeldt penned: “When the winter until your windowsill/like a vitklädd wooer entry/dream a dream that can keep you warm/in the boards.”

The brief winter months after christmas, before the boss starts to recover semesterönskemålen and you have to start noja for sommarplaneringen, feels like a single, peaceful oasis.

during the winter as during the rest of the year. You can be the pep to go out and go when the lovely winter sun makes a hasty entrance – pull on the base layer, cook hot chocolate and stand out in the crowded buses in Hellas. But you have to really not. You might as well remain on the couch, dreaming warm and seriesofta.

the Winter has just begun. I have just started to consider buying cross-country, vallfria. Just such a relaxed thing.

the Ice has not even put themselves out on the Björköfjärden in The icy bosom. In the year we should to fix the live, creepy maggots to isfisket in the country, at least we have almost decided. Not just knead together a few hastily curled brödkulor, amatörbetet which fish are highly ignored last winter.

It feels like a comfortable level of ambition, one that will fit for the winter.

Spring is welcome, but not for a while.

Helena Lindblad is filmredaktör, love the winter and can see the ice age to take over New York in ”The day after tomorrow” how many times.

the Best in town right now: Bio Capitol in Vasastan. As good on film as on the matching food and drink.