Yesterday presented a different world: covered in a thick blanket of snow, the waterway was partly frozen. Snow clumped on tree trunks and branches in the white landscape.
We were walking and talking when I suddenly heard the sound of water running — at several degrees below freezing, I found that surprising. Even more surprising was an ice-free oasis in the canal, created by a wastewater pipe that seemed to come from a grand house on a bluff above the walkway.
We stopped to observe a cluster of great gray herons, gathered at the pipe’s outflow. They seemingly had amicably gathered around the ice-free watering hole — until one swooped in to displace another that had dared to go wading. What a strange sight! Beautiful, unnatural and odd, and absolutely enthralling.
The rest of the afternoon we wandered through a Christmas market downtown and through Åhlens, a main department store here, swamped with people downtown in the throes of Jultid shopping. An overwhelming experience.
Today was calmer: We braved the snow-globe snow to trek over to the Moderna Museet. I have some shots of some of my favorite artwork, but I am feeling lazy and will save them for another post.
Besides, the birds may have been more beautiful…