I recently parted ways with my (former) employer. It wasn’t an easy decision, and involved quite few tears on my part. I loved my job! However, something was rotten in Denmark and I found myself at a crossroad. When my resignation letter had finally reached the masses, I was already long out of town. At that point, the owner’s opinion was really the only one that mattered. When he texted me, I was stopped in my tracks, sat on a stack of 50lb feed bags and cried. I was hoping that he would not ask me to reconsider. Because I would’ve. And I think he knew it, but respected that I was ready to move on. In that frozen, chilly barn, as I sat, watching my phone light up. I was as honest as I could be. I wished him well and encouraged him to resolve whatever it is that is holding his vision down. And, while I am probably – currently – thought of as She Who’s Name Should Not Be Spoken, I valued my time with the company and wish my former staff success.
While I do not like the cold, I love, LOVE the winter skies. They are as clear and crisp as the frozen air that stabs my lungs. It sounds as if the new year maybe bringing me to my family in Denmark. So, I’ve assembled some clear nights over Denmark for you amusement.
From the Flickr page of FC Nikon, Night in Copenhagen.
From the Sail Training International website, Aalborg, Denmark
Viktor Dobai, Aalborg, Denmark.
Hold dig varm, og Godt Nytår!