We had been skating around in the thick fog in the Stockholm archipelago for a couple of hours one morning in April. It was totally windless and the only sounds were those of our skates and some birds in the open water near us. Tour skating on natural ice on the first of April is considered late in the season, so this was our last trip. Suddenly we saw it, the fogbow, and tried to catch it. —Patrik Stark
Photo credit: National Geographic
Espresso for the soul 