The photographs were taken on December 17th. There were warning signs of moose hunt at the roadside, so I knew not to go to that direction. Earlier this autumn I had a walk in this forest, starting from the other side, and then I saw two moose, who ran away, and a bit later I met a hunter who told that they were going through the forest. I had dark blue, green and black clothing without any bright colors, not the best choice for a walk in a forest that was full of hunters with rifles.
Maybe I should say something about year 2017. One thing to remember is the great work done by organizations such as Red Cross, Unicef and Amnesty. This is more important than ever.
(Posting title is from the poem A Motor by Marvin Bell.)