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Finnish Spitz Slips on Ice

A winter morning unfolds in Bratthammar, where the frost has claimed the landscape with quiet authority. The earth lies bare, snow having retreated before the cold returned, leaving behind a world of crystalline stillness and frozen possibility. Aamu, my Finnish Spitz companion, greets this unfamiliar route with her characteristic fervour. New paths awaken something ancient in her—every scent a story, every blade of grass beneath the frost a chapter waiting to be read. She presses her russet coat into discoveries that please her, wearing the morning like perfume. So engrossed does she become in this olfactory tapestry that a squirrel passes unnoticed—a rarity that draws a laugh from me, her devoted observer. We wander through slender corridors of woodland that thread between the settled places, these forgotten margins where wild things persist. The local pond greets us transformed, its surface glassed over, bearing the faint memory of skaters who danced there before us. Aamu regards frozen water with her usual delight. When I cast a stick onto that silver plane, she races forth without hesitation, paws finding no purchase, her body describing arcs of comic grace as she slides and recovers, slides again. Danger holds no meaning for her—only the pure, unconsidered joy of movement, of ice beneath foot and sun above. Our path carries us past the crematorium, that solemn ground where memory and silence dwell. Here Aamu discovers twin treasures—sticks demanding ritual destruction. We venture into the modest woodland beyond, where oak and maple and sallow stand in winter bareness. No human footprints mark this earth. The absence feels sacred, a space held only for creature and tree and the slow turning of seasons. The return unfolds beneath an unbroken sky, that particular blue that arrives when cold has scrubbed every particle from the air. Each breath carries the sharp clarity of winter at its most honest. Aamu moves contented beside me, her plum tail tracing its familiar rhythm against the pale world. This is the measure of these mornings—her happiness, complete and unguarded. All else falls away before it. Chapters: 00:00 Intro 02:45 Doggo Perfume 03:43 Aamu Misses Squirrel 06:22 Aamu Sliding 09:03 Chasing Magpie 09:53 Frozen Stick Play 14:38 Outro Music in the Video: Sunset Arrives by Máttugr Hjarta,    / @máttugrhjarta   Onto the Beaten Path by Máttugr Hjarta,    / @máttugrhjarta   Moss Carpet by Máttugr Hjarta,    / @máttugrhjarta   The Life and Adventures of Aamu Tähti ('Morning Star' in Finnish). #FinnishSpitz #DogWalking #DogsofSweden 20250216E1 Aamu Walks