Arrived at home during the second night of january (well, how do you count: does january begin with a short night or with a long day?), we were welcomed by a storm in Sweden. Quite difficult landing but we (the pilots) managed. Yesterday was a slow day. We woke up at noon, put some order in the flat and Z was rediscovering it by herself.

When the evening arrived, we wanted to watch something easy for our head, not too dark, not too idiotical either. Our choice landed on “the ballad of Buster Scruggs” and it was a good choice! 6 short films in one, short western stories showing ups and downs in what the life at the beginning of USA was supposed to be. We liked it very much, so run to your Netflix and watch it!