After close to a month with nothing but grey and black days in Kongsberg, the sun decided to show itself for half a day! As soon as I saw the sun, I literally ran up to get my camera gear, and flew up to the mountains as fast as I could. 

During this time of the year, the days are getting shorter, darker, colder and wetter. The rivers are rushing like theres no tomorrow and the clouds lay like a thick white blanket above us. I always find this period between fall and winter as a challenging time. The camera is gathering dust while waiting for the weather to become more intriguing, or maybe it is just me that gets demotivated. I always seem to need some weeks getting used to this period. As soon as the snow lays it's cold white prints of magic around us, my motivation is back. But this period, when it's all grey and colors is a word from a foreign dictionary seems longer then winter itself.

In my previous post I started writing about my recent two day trip to Shenandoah National Park. During this two days we experienced rain, fog, hail, sun, hot hot sun, and I`m pretty sure I could hear some distant thunder too.