Winter Wonderland

Summer is by far the best season; I can not get enough of the warmth, sand, sun, swimming, nor the color on my skin. So every time December comes around, I let myself go into a winter depression. I will wallow in hatred for the cold for a couple weeks, and then, about the time that Christmas comes along, I will pull it together and smile again. I will emerge from my heated apartment and be a part of the living. And what better way to meet winter head on then with my family sledding and ice skating. Goodness, I love these sports of old.