Snowed out of the house

When we arrived at my mother's cottage in Hauganes today, my husband had to begin by shoveling a narrow way to the front door so we could get inside. It's not often we see such a lot of snow in November, because it's usually here a bit later in the winter season. 

We had a cosy afternoon in Sandvík once we got inside and later a lovely evening together here at home, with taco dinner and wine.