Herkimer's Ghost
Blizzard dog finds stick
track in the snow
Blizzard 2010
Bottom of the Hill
Today found us on the sledding hill. Super cold biting wind at the top of the hill turned our faces cherry red but it did not stop us. Sledding, a pure cheap thrill that provides a nearly endless supply of speed and freedom with a dash of danger mixed in. An empty hill holds the possibility of long interrupted runs while the crowded ones heighten the thrill factor. The thrill to miss the other people on the hill, the thrill of an audience when the 'big' wipeout happens. Nothing makes a kid cooler than surviving the crashes with a smile. That and no broken bones. The perfect runs were capped off with a perfect cup of hot chocolate from our favorite local coffee shop. Yes, winter in Minnesota is alive and well.
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