Spending a week on Örö to begin my 65th year has been a pleasure, and to see the woods and the shores covered in snow. Like most of us I have great expectations for the new year and hope it would bring some exciting changes and developments. The idea that the new year is like an empty sheet is of course an illusion, most of what will happen is already planned, and the future is often a continuation of the past. It is not unwritten at all, but rather tightly scripted. Still, I always hope for some miraculous strokes of luck or the like…