Before we even got back from New York we were hit by blinding snow on the road. Might as well put it to use.
Above: This run ended up crashing into Dad's legs.
Below: Log after the other snow munchkins returned to their homes we played.
Below: Guess where this half made up snowball went. Yep, my face. Thankfully it was more like powder.
As I type its all melting; a week of high 40s approaches.
