Seriously, what kind of "winter" is this rainy mess today? The gray damp penetrates to my bones, making me feel like one of my octogenarian patients instead of a thriving, vivacious Mama who still thinks she's cute in snow pants and a fluffy hat.
I'm glad we got to spend a little time outside this weekend, playing winter.
Warren Dunes is my favorite sledding spot. Never mind that you have to bring your own thermos of hot chocolate and trudge uphill dragging your plastic ride. No lines, no fees (annual pass is $10 as part of my vehicle registration renewal), spectacular views, and infinite run possibilities. Whee!
This will always be real sledding to me. How are you celebrating the season?
Seriously, what kind of "winter" is this rainy mess today? The gray damp penetrates to my bones, making me feel like one of my octogenarian patients instead of a thriving, vivacious Mama who still thinks she's cute in snow pants and a fluffy hat.
I'm glad we got to spend a little time outside this weekend, playing winter. Warren Dunes is my favorite sledding spot. Never mind that you have to bring your own thermos of hot chocolate and trudge uphill dragging your plastic ride. No lines, no fees (annual pass is $10 as part of my vehicle registration renewal), spectacular views, and infinite run possibilities. Whee!
This will always be real sledding to me. How are you celebrating the season?
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