Wake up it's Christmas Eve! The shouts rang through the house yesterday morning. Never mind that it is March, the wonder of 8-10 inches of snow has turned back the clock for the boys.
Snow ball fights, reminiscent of landings on the beach during the great wars, left us with rosy cheeks and a few bruises. We followed the trail of snow monsters, in search of their lair. Sledding and snow boarding, filled our hearts with glee until we collapsed panting on the cushion of white.
Johnny Bob joined our family today, although he'll probably only stick around for a day or two. He has an aversion to the sun. There is just something about the snow that gives everything a freshness, as if you are seeing it for the first time or in it's pure form.
Don't mind the date, my camera was acting up and until I get the cord for the Mac, I am stuck posting at the library and can't edit the pix.