We think winter’s burdensome in Minnesota (and it is) but consider the Norwegian harbor town of Tromsø, where every November the sun slips away like a man in confusion and gets lost for 59 days.
Then in late January it remembers.
It returns in glory.
It wakes up everything – appetites, ravens. Accordionists step blinking from their dens. The streets are glad. Fishing boats shimmer and head for the sea.
A late-winter day in a grateful old city.