We were hit with a vicious cold spell. The highs were -2 degrees, with the lows being close to -15 degrees. We had to bundle up whenever we went out. The worst part was that there wasn't even new snow to enjoy with these bitter temps. I did decide one morning to be brave and try running in -10 degrees. It's true that there's no such thing as bad weather, just bad gear. As long as I was completely bundled it wasn't that bad. My eyelashes might disagree, but it was a pretty morning. I also saw a fox hunting for his breakfast, so that was super cool.

A week or so later the weather wasn't nearly as bitter, and this time we had enough snow that the school districts called a snow day. I was a little bit surprised but very relieved when it was a real snow day for the kids; no remote learning or homework headaches for these kids today. They put on their snow clothes and went out to play.


McKenzie chose to bake while we were hanging out. I approve of both activities!

I talked Heather into running in the six inches of fresh snow with me and the morning was so pretty. We didn't go anywhere fast, but that doesn't matter when you're out with friends.


More and more these easy no-stress days are calling to us. Thank you winter storm for a quiet day.
































