


There is not a much more beautiful sight than that of the fresh fallen snow






The Men Chillaxin' at Home Watchin' Planet Earth on the Big Screen while the Ole' Ladies Are Out Shopin'
Crystal made a delicious dinner and then we were off to the game.

You don't need to look too closely at the score and yep, it got worse.
Finally I am starting to make some new friends here in New England. Does it really matter that they are in high school?
Time to forget about the score of the game and ski!!
While reading the cross-country skiing manuals in order to stop embarrassing myself in front of Rachael, they never talked about or illustrated how to cross a tree bridge. Much to the disappointment of the onlookers, I made it.
If you can't fix it, duck it. If you can't duck it . . .






Day turns to night and we have finally piled and packed enough snow. Now the snow must have time to set. We leave our snow home for the night. Tomorrow will bring more shoveling as it will be time to tunnel our way in to the middle. Don't worry mom, Ben says it is perfectly safe. He will be the mole and I will be in charge of clearing the snow that comes out.


