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Return of the River: “flodens återkomst”

We’ve been noticing a hint of Spring in the air the last three or four days. The temperatures aren’t as frigid, the wind isn’t slapping us in the face as hard, and you can actually feel the warmth of the sun caressing your check. Hubby and I went for a walk yesterday, the plan was to show me how to get to my SFI classes and see how long the walk takes (straight forward 15 minute walk). Afterwards we planned on continuing our walk to the beach and take some photos. The ground was wet and the wind was a bit too chilly so we decided to skip the beach, but it was a good thing we had the camera with us. Just as we were arriving at the bridge to go to town we noticed that the ice on the river was melting. A true sign that spring is arriving – we are no longer experiencing freezing temperatures every single day, almost all the snow on the ground is gone (it’s been the same 4 inches of snow and ice lingering for 3 weeks now). I know that people usually consider the first sign of spring to be when they catch the first glimpse of flowers starting to bloom, to that I say that the vendors selling tulips in Stora Torg are also a delightful reminder.

I dragged hubby closer  to the water so I could take a few photos, turns out we arrived at the perfect time.  The last chunks of ice were drifting down stream, breaking in front of our eyes and before we knew it most of the ice was gone beneath the bridge. A few minutes later and we would have missed it.

It’s nice to have our river back, released from Winters frozen grasp. We could hear the sounds of the ice cracking and crashing surrounded by the white noise of rushing water. It was pretty amazing to watch as one huge sheet of ice broke lose and started moving, like a boat leaving a dock. I took several photos to document its movement, I like that you can see our shadows appearing and disappearing as it passes us by:

It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized I could have filmed all of this, but I think the stop and go captured it nicely. We crossed the bridge to find where all the ice had come to a halt, large chunks of ice building up and climbing on top of one another.

And so, the ice is not all gone but it is a good start. Until then, it’s a fun photo op. I was excited to go around along the (deep) edge of the river to get a different angle under the bridge, hubby followed along saying that he’s been “supporting my antics since 2008.”

Two days afterwards and the ice is now all completely thawed. Out of sight, out of mind. It’s nice to go out without needing to bundle up.

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