If the weather forecast holds true, next weekend I foresee lots of grown humans coming over and remembering how to play again. The sound of slap-shots will reverberate for hours. And hot chocolate will pour freely.
We love our pond. But it’s not often that we get the perfect conditions where it’s cold enough, long enough, for it to freeze deeply enough without snow mucking up the whole deal. That’s why we get excited when we see this.
Having grown up around water (I’ve never lived anywhere that hasn’t had a pond or river on the property), you only need to fall through ice once to decide it’s in your best interest to become […]