There was more snow on Friday that the snow day we had last week, and also last year. I'm so glad I own a pair of cheap snowboots (they're very stylish, however, with a bold houndstooth check), so I could save my poor shoes from snow damage. I have enjoyed mushing through the streets, it feels festive.
|View at 5:45am from our bedroom window onto the alley below|
|This kept Matthew busy at work all day|
|View from our balcony at 8:30am|
|View from our dining room|
|View from our living room|
The days have been filled with activities. Matthew has been working very hard and I have been accounting for any spare moments with baking. We're onto our fourth batch of gingerbread this evening, with which we are baking a house. Photos to follow, I promise.
|Gingerbread man and gingerbread Warhammer 40k warrior... Matthew decorated both.|
We just got in from delivering a batch of the above to our friends in the neighbourhood. Afterward the delivery, we stomped across a park trying to find the untrammeled bits of snow (there weren't any) and rated the various snowmen who were toppling after a day of rain. It was delightful.
On the shortest day of the year we are warm, busy, and well fed.