It was -12 this morning. And a clear blue sky.
So the light was beautiful—a perfect reason to go outside.
For the kids to go sledding on a thin layer of snow.
For me to take pictures.
In the morning, you can already sense the “biting cold” outside from inside.
A few small hills are enough for days of sledding—even though there hasn’t been much snow at all.
Our feet and cheeks are slowly getting cold, but the kids don’t feel a thing yet.
We’re going to see how far the Spree bay right outside our door has frozen over. Quite a bit—last Wednesday, there was only a little ice along the edge.
In the Netherlands, the ice patrol would have been standing by with their poles long ago. Here, everyone says, “Don’t go out on the ice!” (After all, there’s no such thing as an ice patrol here.) It’s about 5 to 6 cm thick, but the water underneath is deep. So we’re still waiting.
In the very distance, you can still see that we live in a city.
Let’s enjoy the view for a little while longer. But then it really does get too cold. -12 degrees for 60 minutes.
