It snowed all day Thursday and on through the night, and by the time it stopped we had half a meter of new, fluffy stuff on top of what was already accumulated in the yard.  Yesterday afternoon Olof and I took turns shoveling, but I must confess that the bulk of the work was done by Olof’s parents.  Those two are snow-removal maniacs, I don’t mind saying.  Not only did they snow-blow and shovel the hell out of our yard, they did so after clearing their own yard and Olof’s sister’s as well.  They put the rest of us to shame, honestly.

Though the temperature was a cool -15°C (~7°F), there was no keeping Tage inside when there was such an awesome mountain outside our front door just begging to be scaled.  He lasted out there a fair bit longer than I did, and he came in with the rosy cheeks to prove it.