The snowfall has finally caught up, more or less, to where it usually is at this time of year. From the window I can see the kids running all over our school sledding hill. They are running up and down it, and some are rolling down the side. I sledded on my stomach yesterday (I learned afterward it's against the rules– oops), and went so far that I made a new track into the deep snow of the playing fields. It was really fun. It's easy to be enamored of winter on warm (0 degree) days when the kids are running around excited and even the principal is outside enjoying the weather.
I took this shot from our front porch on Thanksgiving morning. The birdhouse is empty now, but we have a feeder nearby and have lots of black capped chickadees. The cats sit on the back of the couch and watch with their tails twitching.


