I think some people looked at us a little askance because we were going to Sweden at midwinter. Not above the Arctic Circle, but almost as far north as I’ve ever been (my personal record is a point on the Sweden-Norway border). Short days, cold weather, snow.
I joke with the title of this blog entry. I don’t find it bleak seeing a northern countryside in winter. And I love the Christmas carol the blog entry title references. No, I loved seeing the snow and the low sun and all. I wish I had had more time to enjoy it. It’s such a great change from California. The grass is always greener? Or perhaps the snow is whiter?
I have hours yet to kill at Heathrow, so let me post some winter photos from in and around Alfta and Bollnäs. I cannot overstate how very beautiful I think Sweden is in all seasons, and what a treat it is to have now made four trips there in my lifetime.
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