Today the most beautiful snow in big soft white flakes, just as I was getting ready to take the girls outside and hang the pine cone birdfeeders we’d spent the morning making.
I got to wear my new hat and scarf and gloves for the first time.
We went outside and I began trying to catch snowflakes on my tongue and Rio shouted:
STOP THAT! YOU ARE TOO OLD FOR THAT! STOP PLAYING! WE CAME OUT HERE TO FEED BIRDS!
Eventually she relented. As she said after we’d gone inside and were recounting this story to another visitor, “I just couldn’t resist. I had to catch the snowflakes too. But only after I hung up my birdfeeder.”
It turns out that catching snowflakes on your tongue is harder than it looks, but also more fun than I’d remembered.
Both the photos and the hat-scarf-mittens courtesy of the wonderful Molly, who is very good at seeing needs and meeting them.
You can see more photos of us playing in the snow and not getting cold on her Flickr stream, or visit her photoblog (that’s where she hides the good stuff).
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