I’m standing up by Skansen Kronan. The evening is clear and crisp, minus eleven degrees. A few snowboarders have just left the area. I take out my gear and capture a few shots of our beautiful city.
2026-01-12
By Magnus Asterhall
I’m standing up by Skansen Kronan. The evening is clear and crisp, minus eleven degrees. A few snowboarders have just left the area. I take out my gear and capture a few shots of our beautiful city.
