We were supposed to get a storm here last weekend, but it never happened. There was a stiff breeze at most, but otherwise just sunshine. The rest of the Sweden apparently suffered a lot worse weather… and now they get their vengeance, as we are hit by a snow storm. When I drove home, the snow ploughs had not yet cleared the roads and driving was difficult (but at least I had winter tyres now). By the time I got to my street, I got stuck – and I mean stuck. There had been no traffic at all and the snow was so deep that I literally had to plough my own way, and my little car couldn’t take it as the uphill got steeper. Nothing else to do than to park at my neighbour’s and then wade up home. It was so miserable it was funny… almost knee deep, I had snow going up my trouser sleeves and my legs didn’t exactly enjoy the experience. A few minutes after I had gotten home, the snow plough arrived. LOL!
Once I had changed into warm clothing I ventured out with the camera. Just can’t miss this weather! I had wanted to take bad weather pictures of the monument since last winter, so no time like present. You can’t really see it in this small picture, but in the original you can clearly make out the snowflake trails in the light as the wind is swirling them around.
Now, it’s just a matter of enjoying it while it lasts. It will get warmer on Friday.