Frost, Fractals and Flow

The purpose of an ice crystal lies not in perfection but in connection.

Hello Wildlings,

It is the time of hard, cold nights here in Sweden. I wake to mornings of glittering white, but it is not snow it is ice - crystals of ice. I find them utterly exquisite and cannot help but stop and gaze in awe at their geometry, like delicate miniature, cathedrals.

I remember one of the first times that I came to Sweden to visit the man …