New Year's Day came in with a significant amount of new snow, heavy stuff that was hard to move with a shovel. Thankfully it was a holiday so there was plenty of time for my husband to move it with the snowblower.
At the end of our street is an old regional landfill site that has become a popular tobogganing hill. The Becka and I headed out with Dakota and a new flying saucer that Becka had received as a Christmas gift from one of her good humoured friends. The temperatures were just below freezing, mild enough to be comfortable when walking and climbing the hill.
Dakota loves this area and eagerly chased Becka and her saucer down the hills and then bounded ahead of her back up the slope.
I am relieved that the season of busyness and overindulgence is over and that there is time once again to enjoy walks and outdoor activities. No, I didn't get on the sled because I didn't wish to crash with my camera. And I am not sure that bouncing along the ground on my middle-aged spine is such a good idea.
There are plenty of places where one can pay to enjoy winter sports such as arenas, ski hills and tube parks. But I doubt they are more fun than a quick slide down a snowy hill on a good sled.