Today, we had our first frost. I have experienced frosts before of course, once or twice a year on an early Auckland morning, as well as some lovely crispy frosts back on the TA farm.
However, this frost was Norwegian style. It showed no signs of leaving. Roads were frozen over, a leisurely weekend stroll became a whole new challenge, cars were skidding, and children were trying their best to follow in the footsteps of Sonja Henie.
Even one of the fjords had frozen over.
But we were prepared, and suddenly very grateful for our layers of cozy warm NZ merino.