Leaving summer

Moving from Summer- to Winterhome

Allthough we had known the date since early May. It allways comes as a surprise when the date is there. I’m referring to the day when we move back from the SummerHome to our Winterhome. This year the date was October 15.

To move is a simple task. It takes time to fill all the bags with clothes and personal belongings and food etc. The challenge is our Cats. They know exactly what’s going on. Will they hide or will they go into their respective cages by free will?

Saturday arrived dark and foggy. Flowers prepared for their return. Clothes to be packed and me to drive alone to Oslo. It’s only a 30 minutes drive, so this part of moving is easy. What’s take time is all the carrying down into the car, and then from the car into the appartement.

When back in the summerhouse again, I did cut last years Christmas Tree into peaces in order to make fire. The tree could have been dryer, as it was hard to make it flame, but when it lit, then it warmed us all.

Sunday morning was very foggy and dark. The cats stayed inside. Rosa loves to rest on a pillow in front of the fireplace. Felicia prefer a place with a view, i.e. As close to the ceiling as possible.

In the early afternoon, both cats needed to have a tour into the nature. Would they come back when we called at them? We usually serve them Pollock (Warm but not cooked)in the afternoon and when hungry or not occupied hunting, they arrive in a hurry only mentioning ”Pollock”. So they did this time as well. Puh.

Rosa was very easy to bring into her cage. But Felicia she did hide. What a hard job to catch her and put her into her cage. Took several minutes.

Then we had to go up and down the steep path between our car and the summerhouses. With small and large bags filled with summerclothes and working clothes. Food and beverages. Flowers, Tomato and pepperplants. Yes we bring them back into our winterhome. Last of the Summer, so to say.

Start the car. Easy. Cats ”crying”. No more hunting until next april. Brutal, it is. But they both love to stay warm and dry. But they do not like to drive in tunnels. We have 6 to pass on our way. From ¼ mile long to 4 ½ mile (under the sea).

When installed, more or less, in our winterhome, the cats were purring all the time. And I stayed in the Tube for a long time.

Pictures from 4 seasons below.

Winter - Where is the barbecue?

Spring - Anna preparing barbecue

Summer - Flowers at the Platform

Entrance to the Oslofjord tunnel - 7,2 km long beneath the fjord