I'm about to learn a big lesson.
And I can't decide if I'd rather pick up the pieces, or sweep up the ashes from the total collapse.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
In the mountains of Washougal Washington, they have feet of snow. Some drifts are 7 feet high! We snowshoed around in it, made a cool snowcave, and of course drank plenty of hot tea.
I really enjoy how snow storms like this break up the routine. Instead of the everyday monotony, we are forced to slow down and work around nature's obstacle. When I really stop and think about it, I don't really have any place to go. So let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.