underground greens at malmö station

When I saw the sea of Öresund strait from the train eventually going to Gotebourg, the sea diminished its boundaries between itself and the gray sky. In the sky, the white snow flakes began to fall gracefully, but a little bit heavily. A few sea gulls were just flying over the strait. They seemed to literally just fly, not look for small fishes for their dinner, or not enjoy going over the snow-strait which had myriad small white waves on it. 

 

The winter at the end of that year was so severe that all I remember while walking around Copenhagen or around the Malmö city at the time, were the cafes where I always needed a cup of hot coffee to escape snows. Maybe, I had a paper cup of a hot coffee in the train  that eventually stopped at the Malmö station, because of the severe weather.

I took off the train, and saw the lines of screens on the wall of this underground station. There were green trees and blue lakes on them. No sound, no people, no music and no voices. Just images of scenery. Outside, maybe, some cm (inches) snows maybe would bother me to walk from the station, to find still opened cafe around there. Thinking about that,  I just looked at these images, crushing a paper cup in my hand after finishing the coffee.

Here was underground at the Malmö station.