The Winter Games...in Hanson

I have very fond memories of my sisters and I sledding down the hill next to my parents deck, each winter and each year at least one of us would incur some nasty injuries as we headed full speed ahead for a gigantic briar patch. Well, wouldn't you know, with the arrival of grandchildren came the clearing of that sledding hill which is now a beautiful glade with a couple of random trees here and there and nothing but a blanket of white straight in front of you. Here is some video of Maeve enjoying her first trip down Mount Moore.



And here is a shot of Chris, who may have found his second-calling or at least a part time, side job, making life-sized snow bunnies. Hmmm..