I haven't been very excited for winter this year. It's strange, because winter is kind of my thing.
Then Henry and I went to see some ski films put on by our local gear shop, Timber Trails. Blue skies, fluffy white snow, and lots of playing. That was inspring. So, last weekend we dusted off our ski boots (I'm not kidding, they were dusty!) and drove uphill in search of snow.
It was close to 50F, so we took full advantage of the lingering snow. It will probably be a few more weeks before there is enough snow to ski again. Between the films and the skiing, I'm excited for winter when it does decide to arrive for real.