We threw out the Christmas tree yesterday, but no further than the wooden deck outside the living room. With some fresh snow on it, it looks much less bedraggled. It looked so pretty that I almost started considering planting a spruce or a fir somewhere in the garden, even though I’m not a big fan of conifiers – but then realized that the number of days when it will be beautifully ornamented with fresh snow will be very, very few.

With the ground covered in snow, it’s like I’m getting up an hour later in the morning – the world is so much brighter.

We finally got a proper snowfall, and the fluffy snow landed very prettily on the Viburnum buds.


(Source: XKCD.)
The strategy here labelled “chaotic neutral” is exactly what a half-full egg carton looks like, if I’m the one to make it half full. In my mind this is clearly the best layout: the weight is evenly distributed so the carton is easy to handle, and it is aesthetically pleasing. It appears that people somehow find this egg layout unnatural or unusual. They are weird.


I would be perfectly happy to stay on the sofa all day, just reading, getting up only for meals, bathroom visits and a workout. But I gathered all my strength and got off my bottom for long enough to change the sheets. So there.


The Christmas tree is looking dull and droopy, and its needles are curling up. Time to throw it out.

It’s funny how much Christmas cheer it can bring when we put it up, and after two weeks it feels just like another piece of furniture.


Fresh wet snow on the frozen ground makes for slippery slopes in Spånga.


The weather has finally gone from muddy to crisp so we went out geocaching again. Eric and I could and do walk for hours without any extra activities, but for Adrian geocaching makes all the difference. A boring walk turns into a game. This time we went to Järvafältet, near Akalla, and picked up eight caches there.

This part of Järvafältet is quite fun to walk around in, because it’s so scruffy and varied, but still easily walkable. There are paths everywhere, but the paths go up hills and over rocks and in between deadfalls and marshes and ditches. You have to be alert and look where you put your feet. It was a good thing the ground was frozen today – one of the caches was in the middle of a marshy area that would have been really muddy otherwise.

Adrian took care of navigation today, with only a minimum of help. He’s been learning map reading both at school (where they’ve done some basic orienteering in gym class) and with his scout group, so now he actually knows what he’s doing.

With a GPS it’s mostly enough to look at the blue track line and make sure the dark blue triangle moves towards the cache rather than away, which doesn’t take much in the way of map reading skills. But he could also use the GPS map to figure out whether we should turn left or right on the next track we hit, so he can clearly relate the map to reality. When I pointed out some contour lines on the map for him, he took a look around and concluded that the cache would be at the top of the hill.

It was good for all of us to get out of the house, but Adrian seemed to need it most. His friend M has been away during most of Christmas break so he’s been sitting around the house more than usual and really needed to move and run around for a while.

Had I been here on my own I would have stopped to take photos of the pretty patterns in the ice, but today was not a photo outing.


No, there is no bingo square to “read under the table”. I think this is for “read after dinner” – the spot under the table must simply have been cosy.

The bingo challenge requires 15 minutes of reading per day. Adrian has already finished the book they read for school and had to find something else to continue reading. He loves comic books but is otherwise not much of a reader – but halfway through the book he told me “this wasn’t so bad”.


Adrian’s class got homework of sorts for their Christmas break, in the form of a reading bingo. Five by five squares, with reading challenges like “read on a Monday”, “read in bed”, “read while eating something nice” etc.

But then they get odder. “Read under a tree” in the middle of winter? Well… I guess it’s doable with some planning, although turning pages with mittens can be quite fiddly.

“Read in swimming clothes”, though? What?

Adrian’s solution was to stick one of his legs through his swimming trunks. But I do wonder if the teacher was lazy when doing her part of this project and just copy-pasted a summer reading bingo without actually reading the squares.


Adrian enjoys both cooking and baking. When he bakes, it’s always something chocolate-based: a mud cake, brownies, or chocolate chip cookies. This time it was cookies.

Mixing the sugar and room-temperature butter took him over half an hour, but he didn’t give up and got it done all on his own.