When winter finally hits Oslo, it can hit hard. And suddenly. (Ny-sådd ≈ Recently sown)
Christmas sneaked up on me and hit me hard, too, like it usually does. I don’t know why I never learn. It’s a tradition, I guess.
When I have some time off from everything, I like to take the subway downtown to mosey around. One of these days, I was randomly browsing in a book store, and I happened upon a book about street photography. And for some reason, a switch flicked in my head.
Since then I have been chasing “the decisive moment”, so to say. Not much to show for it yet, but even an epic quest can begin with a stumble.