We went to Minnesota for Christmas this year. There was not enough slow for sledding. There was not even enough snow for a snowball. We were hoping to make some memories by sledding and ice skating, but it was not to be.
So, imagine Nora’s joy when big fat flakes began to fall in Portland on Monday. It didn’t last long, but it was long enough to catch a few flakes on her tongue and scrape all the hard surfaces to collect enough for a snowball.
A snowball which now safely resides in our freezer.