It’s the longest night of the year, and the sun didn’t show up during the day. It’s cold and Freida spent her day in the studio with me never leaving her bed by the wood stove. Sometimes I make her move over and sit next to her in front of the fire to meditate. Every once in a while she’ll put her head on my knee. Mostly she just sits quietly until I’m done and when I leave she stretches out again.