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We didn't bring the coach for this daytrip because of the ice and danger of sliding. You wouldn't believe how many folks spun-out. The drive was beautiful. |
| There's not a lot of accumulation, but what did fall is beautiful. |
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The trees got a good dusting and then it froze. So pretty. |
| Daddy and Christopher make their way out. |
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Christopher gets his first up close look at this white stuff (that he'll recall anyway). |
| Daddy tosses some at Christopher. |
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Christopher returns the favor. |
| No Daddy, you win. Don't throw any more at me. |
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And the snow-man. Crunch, crunch, crunch. This stuff is hard to walk in. |
| Uh, make that ... 'snow woman'?! |
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And the proud daddy with his creation. |
| Daddy! Don't lick that dirty snow. |
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Hey Christopher, do you want to sit on the snow woman's shoulders? |
| No?! How about upside down? |
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I'm out-ta here. |
| This looks like a good place to sit down. |
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Oh, Mrs. Snow, I didn't realize. |
| The drive is really beautiful. |
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It's amazing how much nature changes season to season. |
| Artsy fartsy snow/ice. |
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And here's the actual tree. |
| Another frost covered tree. |
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And Sophia getting into the act. We didn't let her out in the snow because she was only two months old and didn't want her to get sick. |