We spent a couple hours driving into the mountains through nearly torrential downpour to visit my mom's eighty five year old uncle.
I took a quick trip outside and got some shots before it started pouring again. I felt like I was in the true Norway: mountains, freezing temperatures, ice, snow, and horizontal rain.
In the seventies my mom would spend her summer hiking in these hills and swimming in this creek. I can't wait to see what this area actually looks like in a green season; I'm sure its even more beautiful.
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