The Snowy Days

heather in the boxes

 

We have snow.  Isn't it pretty?

woods path

 

I find I really do like the way our whole lives revolve around the weather when the snow comes......but, I'm not sure why I don't resent the scraping, shoveling, crunching, slipping, shoe-changing.  In Germany, I remember feeling specifically that snow was a marvelous excuse for me to stay home and knit (ha ha!) but, here in Copenhagen,  life goes on normally for pretty much everyone.

morning in the city

 

Look at these Danes flaunting their snow & ice skill by running through it all.....

 

.....or cycling.    It's all that Viking heritage.  ;-)

 

We take the train a lot when it snows.  Last Sunday we went by train to Church in the city.  When we walk through Copenhagen, there's so much more to see and appreciate:

 

Mmmmmm..... I suddenly want hot chocolate.

 

Look at all these bridge details:

 

 

Copenhagen meant "Merchant's Harbor" originally.  Look how it used to be SPELLED up there on the ring portion -- that's a long way from how we recognize it in English today.

 

The opening, welcoming door of the Church.....snow blowing sideways....

 

Advent - warm and happy inside.

The best part about taking the train and walking through the city on Sundays, though, is that we USUALLY stop afterwards for a late lunch:

 

Yum. 

Happy.

Snowy.