Our little Annebu hytta. Before the gorgeous pictures of the Trollstigen and Geiranger scenery, let’s take a moment to appreciate our little weekend farm cabin setting. If we never come back, it might be because we bought a goat and took over the cabin forever. It has wireless. We might keep Jeremy and Eduardo too.
Everyone got right to work after our long car ride, grilling up some food and cutting wood for a fire. The shed was well stocked with tools. Pictures try to show all views from the cabin, surrounded by snowy mountains, green valleys, trees, cows, and a river.
Nora told us camp stories around the fire…horror stories. A whole lot of murder. Just murder. Good thing it didn’t really get dark. The grown ups were up after midnight around the fire, when it was just kind of twilight.
Speaking of murder…the kids didn’t want to sleep in the same room with the dead animal heads. This is the only one that could be moved. Everyone who entered alive remained alive. Ted made friends to keep everyone happy. They are both so handsome.
Saturday morning knitting with a view of the valley, waiting for the fog to blow off. 
Pannekaker! We were planning on waffles because we saw a waffle maker in the kitchen, but it turned out to be a sandwich maker. We tried, but it doesn’t work for waffles. The pancakes tasted *almost* as good. 
