Then in the morning daddy goes to work and mama goes to get the car. He offered to drop me off, but Paige and I decided we wanted a winter walk adventure. In reality, I really needed to move and get out of the house.
We admired the hearty forsythia
And mighty pines
With very little snow last year, it makes me happy to see the white fluffy stuff. Even though, for the sixth year in a row our mailbox has been hit by the snow plow and is now, once again, bungee-corded on. It's classy, I tell you. Mailboxes in New Hampshire could be a post by itself.
And we were off...
But first we had to go back and get a shovel when daddy called and apologetically said, "you're going to need a shovel to get the car out."
We were up for the job! I use nothing but a baby shovel as the biggun's have it out to ruin my back.
When was the last time you watched the sun come up? Here it just peeks out...good morning...
And in mere minutes it was all the way up...GOOD MORNING! it sang. It was quite miraculous to me,how fast it came
Paige took the hardest route possible - by walking in the deep and heavy snowbanks whereas I played it safe and walked on the road. I think she had more fun.
Though before we were even half-way there she was exhausted. Plus, she really wasn't feeling well. A terrible fever has been making the rounds.
She begged to be carried, but holding a shovel (and a camera) rendered the mother quite exhausted in seconds. Five-year-olds are rather heavy.
I admire the leaves that hang on
I kept making sure the sun was still there...it was...peeking, scattered through trees
Carrying large boulders of snow seemed like a good idea
This doesn't look like a big dig-out, but I tell you I was sweating by the time I was done.
By the time we arrived back home, Paige threw herself into a snowbank. Exhausted! But mama smiled, feeling good to have walked in the winter with her girl.