Arctic Spring

We we say it’s a beautiful spring day, we don’t mean green grass and budding flowers.  This is what 71 degrees north looks like, six days before the calendar reads May 1st.

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Winter Clothes

Two nights ago, while we slept, 40 centimeters of snow fell silently to the ground.  Instead of the whipping, wailing winds that sculpt snow formations in some areas and leave bare ground in others, we awoke to a gentle blanket of fresh, white powder.

The ordinary clothed in extraordinary winter clothes.

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Ever-changing Light

From my house, I view the mountains and sea and never cease to be fascinated by the play of light and shadow.  The solid rock and steady waves displaying different faces throughout the day.

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And I contemplate how the circumstances around me affect the constants within me?

Snow-Blasted

We just had a storm called “Ole” that blasted the northern part of Norway this past weekend.  Ole has left us with lots of snow to shovel, and frosted our buildings from basement to roof.

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IMG_4735And now, while the rest of the world is counting down the days to Spirng, we are counting down to the next storm, which is hours away.

 

 

Graffiti Art – North Cape Style

When you live in a place where winter lasts around seven months, there are days when the snow doesn’t seem quite as magical.  Our family has raced sleds down the backyard hill, built snow caves and snowmen, made snow angels and thrown snowballs.  The kids have skied back and forth along our street and caught snowflakes on their tongues.

But as of March 28, 2012, our backyard still has a two-meter high wall of snow, and it’s not the fresh, fluffy kind.

So what’s a mother to do?  Introduce them to graffiti art, of course.

Spray bottle + water and food coloring = a least an hour of solid outdoor entertainment.

And for those of you who think it’s not so aesthetically appealing, no worries.  A fresh sprinkling of snow has already white-washed away our little graffiti displays.