Over night a snow came and covered all of our half-finished business. In some ways it was great, all white and in order. My newly arrived sheep did not mind at all, for as long new hay and some treats keep on coming.
So we stayed snow stuck here.
Then was our remarkable trip to Estonia but it got us as far as Stockholm, where they had a snowstorm of a century. So this chaos there did not assure our way to ferry, we arrived two and half hours later, ferry was long gone. We fueled up, coffee and cigarillos and turned back home. 230 km to go and still traffic chaos, ambulance stuck, police stuck. We managed to stay in good humor and while pushing the bus uphill with some strangers it was actually warm and joyful evening. In total we were in trafficyam 4,5 hours. As we heard later, some stayed there for 10 hours. Only our cunning coordination saved us from that spot. After 12 hours of being in the car we arrived home. Tired and sworn never to go to Stockholm with a car again. Instead Kessu and I went with backpack two days later.
I visited Mardilaat, annual market for handicrafts, traditional food and little chit-chat with fellow crafter. It was different that last year, I liked it better, new things and new feelings.
Perhaps this is the reason of that little voice in my head that says : “Maybe you should take part as well…” I’m considering it. I’m.
Then the small vacation was due. And I was dragging my suitcase along the trainstation in Stockholm again. A’las, no snow.
Arriving home is the sweetest thing
We took our time to clear up the area and started to insulate house from outside.
With promise from Yrno ( Norwegian weather forecast yr.no) that no snow will come in any foreseeable time we kept on working outside. So two layers on insulation is on, roof is done ( only grass needs to go on, but that will come in spring), chimney in done. Inside work with kitchen floor and ceiling will take more time than I had in mind. Layers of old paint, stuck in wood and countless amounts of small nails in every CM or so. Things are looking good!
For a while we worked at the house every day, we had music and great rhythm, lunch in dusty temporary kitchen and good spirit.
When November turned the page…
We have taken off a little time to catch up with our works here in Ladbacken. Some leather work that needed to be finished and Götz has been forging up a storm.
Many things finished and some not even started. But all and all it looks to be really good.
As I have mentioned that we have electricity in Kvarnfall, we as a young couple made our very first electronic purchase together – a freezer! It is already full of meat, berries and herbs.
I admit of having a bit odd feelings toward this all electric living because I have been so-to-speak off the grid for more than 4 years now. Just generators and worries about fuel canisters, transformer and batteries, with long silence days that have no connection to anywhere, no buzzing electric charge over my head, just complete silence and nights with candle light, working with the headlamp. Slightly depressing dark winter times, I guess are over for us. All seems to be last, last November, last autumn, summer long gone, soon also last winter.
When you realize that **Ega tali taeva jää** /Est.- winter will not stay in the sky* /
Just yesterday we laid concrete in kitchen, a sturdy base for our oven. And day before that we installed a big oven to my work place to heat the house. That took about two days of cursing, chimney that they have built here is not straight, it goes with a bend, and god only knows why they did it… So it was stuck, so stuck that nothing seem to work, finally we needed to make extra hole to get out – two buckets of stones, sand and birds nest! But we got it going! Stone off my soul…or Birds nest off my soul.
Warmth will now fill our little house!
Fight against your forest being
I’m perfectly happy with the way things are rolling. On the other hand it’s extremely hard to work against your natural state, witch is hibernating at that time being.
Every year time goes slow somewhere around beginning of November, when I bring sheep home from summer pastures. I celebrate November by making things only for myself, storing up for winter, new knitting projects and so on. But not this year.
These evening works to play with indigo or leather or knitting do not want to continue.
So I drag myself, really I do, against my winter sleep to keep awake. I can do that, until nine in the evening. Amazing,summer time at that hour I’m high-up-and-going.
But now, sun goes down before it came up. Less than 6 hours of sunlight.
Its a struggle, but I keep reminding myself all that time I miss before Ribe and just that one day is always missing. And today is that day.
So keep it up and use the time you have. You can sleep when you’re dead!
This day, this holy day, we brew beer
thank you Felix for all the pictures!