Even the most perfect sky could not tempt the northern lights to come and dance 06.01.22.

The crescent moon set, the haze disappeared leaving just the stars to brighten the sky, no dance or whistle could get a response from the northern lights. The fireside though was a different tale, the warm orange glow from the birch wood fire was just what we needed. Time indeed to introduce our guests to some Lappish ways. Our futures revealed and in doing so another group of strangers shared an experience, a common bond to remember the night.