The winter has been coming and going here, like it couldn't decide if it was the appropriate time to settle down here or not. There is nothing more disappointing like snow melting just before Christmas, and this year I especially missed it, since this was my first year not celebrating with my family in my hometown.
Last week we had A LOT of snow. It just kept on snowing like there was no tomorrow. The funny part is that every year in Norway, at the first fall of snow, people here are caught off guard. They are never prepared for a few millimeters of snow, and incidently their cars are stuck on the roads because they haven't put on their snow tires etc. (.. and that'll be the headlines on the news channels here that day). Weired, since this is the land of snow, ice, frozen toes and wet mittens.
So last week, as a little tribute to the snow finally showing up, we made Frosty in a little break at work. Sadly he had vanished the very next day... Luckily we rembered to take his picture the day before. So if anyone's seen him, please return ;-) Anja