Last Thursday we had no snow at all here in Oslo. This weekend King Winter decided to come back, and this morning I am happy that my car is in a garage.
In the garden the trees are like sculptures, but my neighbors are hunting for their cars in the middle of "nowhere". She found it, started digging OUT and got free after 20 minutes.
Some minutes later another car is searching for a parking place, and after 10 more minutes digging IN, this new cardriver could leave the car ready for her job in the city.
30 minutes of live theatre.
All the world is a stage, as Trine said playing the melancholy Jaques in Shakespeare´s As you like it.