Forget Black Friday, Red Tuesday and Gray Tuesday. Yesterday we suffered from White Monday.
I always tend to boast to friends in England about how wonderfully efficient Sweden is and how well-prepared the country is for winter weather. Well, yesterday the frozen shit hit the fan and half the country ground to a painful halt. Long queues of frozen travellers stood at the roadside in Kärrtorp waiting for the bus service that was replacing the non-functioning Metro. When they finally arrived the busses of course were far too small. I spoke to Astrid yesterday and it had taken her two hours to get too work.
Misery loves icicles!
We spent our day driving to Grandma Stina on Öland. The journey took 11 hours and some bits were hard work as we drove through a snowstorm.
It feels a bit like driving to the end of the world. It's one hour's drive from the Öland Bridge and the further one goes, the fewer cars one sees. Not so much Tierra del Fuego, moer Tierra Del Nieve!
Ulrika's brother Thomas has just driven in with his tractor to grab a cup of coffee. The poor sod has been up all night clearing snow from the roads and it's still snowing. He listen to the Winter Olympics to keep awake.
Grandma's birdtable is getting a lot of visits this morning and the winter has been so hard that the locals have even laid out food in the forest for the elks and deer. They are all so hungry that they gather and eat without any squabbles.
Hello,
SvaraRaderaeven here in Dalsland we give hay to the deers in the forest.
The other morning we had two "rådjurs" (deers) in our garden, trying to climb throught the 1 meter and 20 centimters high snow. When they occationally acctually succedded to walk on top of the snow in spite of their tiny hoofs, they reached high up in our apple trees to eat small branches (not the correct word, I mean "små kvistar").
When they fell through the snow it looked like they were swimming, very hard for them to get out of the snow. Therefor we very often see the deers in our narrow roads, its easier for them to walk there of course.
People say that the deers go into bigger roads in order to eat from the road salt.