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🦋 The big hill all to ourselves

It snowed last night -- there is not a lot on the ground but Ellen thought Sylvia and I should take the opportunity to head down to the park and go sledding. I was a little skeptical, whether there would be enough snow to bear the sled; but we set off. A good thing right off the bat -- I had forgotten that we got Sylvia a new sled last year, a very lightweight orange thing to replace the ponderous red sled we had two years ago. The red one would not have stood a chance; this one floated along under Sylvia.

Good thing two -- when we got to the park there was a lot of ice in the grass under the snow. As it turned out the lightweight sled could move quite a distance on that thin layer of snow and ice. Sylvia was hesitant but once she took the leap, she was loving it. And no-one else had come out to go sledding -- I guess it did not seem worth-while with so little snow; so we had the big hill all to ourselves. This afternoon we will go ice-skating.

posted morning of Sunday, January 15th, 2006
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