We ventured out into the white this morning only to find a layer of ice on top of all the fluffy snow. The only way to safely move was to scoot your feet as if ice skating.
As we scooted along, the freezing sprinkle continued and we could hear branches cracking and falling off trees. After some fell near us, we didn't think we'd be able to skate fast enough out of their way and decided to throw snowballs for a bit.
Except you couldn't really pack a frozen ball, so we ended up kicking or breaking off chunks and throwing them. Snowchunks.
Svea just held her snowchunk, finally dropping it in effort to keep her balance as we slip-skated home. Henry said after about 20 minutes, "I don't want to do this anymore."
So we came in and had some hot chocolate.
3 comments:
wow - that looks so fun, for about 10 minutes. wish we were there to skate with you!
Dude...I want some hot chocolate. I'm tired of winter and snow...how bout you?
wish you were here too! or that we were all someplace warm that still had hot chocolate, right cuz?
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