We don’t get much snow around here. When it does make an appearance, things slow way down around town as people are challenged to enjoy it while it’s here. This weekend we got to enjoy our first snow hike.
Some moments I’d like to remember:
Thick, fresh snow and first footprints
Impromptu snow angels
Family picnic in the snow
Piping hot cocoa, cooled down with the addition of small handfuls of snow
Feeling the warmth of all those handknits, and seeing my loves kept warm in them
Stomping, shimmying, sliding, tasting, and throwing of the snow.
A few hours of knitting and napping in the car as Sweetie drove there and home again.