Toboggan

The morning was a luminous periwinkle.
The snow we've all been waiting for had finally arrived this weekend.
Wishing there was more to call a snow day would have been better.
But we'll take what winter we can get.
The word for yesterday's Family Day was Tobaggan!
It was nice to get it out again after so many years in storage .
It was quite the attraction to those, who at our age , remember the Tobbaganing days of their childhood.
Cold and windy, we made several trips up and down this nice sized hill.
Next Sunday we'll take the girls cross country sking for the first time.
We would love to be able to make it to one of the night time sking events at the the local park this winter.
I hear it's beautiful.
Today we are going to a funeral. A close friend's Father passed away a few days ago.
Many of us have lost one or both of our parents over the years.
Just as we struggle to think about our own humaness, we also prepare ourselves for the losses to come.

"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."--Abraham Lincoln