So, today I went out in the snow, all bundled up in waterproof and warm clothing, hugged a few snowy ducks and tried sledding in various things, such as a severely broken laundry basket, the back of a folding chair and a kiddie pool (none of which worked). Then, I went inside, because snow started blowing into my ear and I saw my brother walking toward me with an ominously huge snowball. Inside, I took of my waterproof gear and started drying off. Then, I decided to take pictures of the ducks in the snow, their webbed footprints and other snowy things. I threw on a sweater and opted not to get back into my waterproof attire. After all, it wasn't like I was going to try to sled in a laundry basket again.
I went outside, and got the pictures. All was well. Then, as I walked back toward the house, there was a patch without snow and with mud and.... well you can guess what happened. Epic fail!
Now I'm sitting here listening to huge piles of snow slide off my roof and onto the deck. Here are the pictures I risked life and limb for. Enjoy.
Our Yard.
Webbed footprints
Evidence that man walked with ducks
Ducks in the snow!
Keep on glowing in the dark,
Elora
p.s. Special thanks to Branden for the name of this post ;)
