In spite of waking up to a world encased in ice (because we’re inordinately fond of freezing rain in this part of Eastern Ontario) on Monday, it was a good day. Maybe not for the chickens, whose hatch to the outdoor run frozen shut, but for the rest of us.
My youngest and I started out with a walk around our usual trails with Reggie. My goodness the world becomes a noisy place when you have ice laid on top of snow, every step a resounding crunch.
Even though there wasn’t a very thick layer of snow on the ground (having been dry again for quite a few days until we had another snow on Sunday), the freezing rain made the hill suddenly very attractive for sledding.
Even I was tempted to grab an old metal sled that goes like a rocket when the ground conditions are that slick (which is why I’m seen here with a hand tentatively on the ground just as I was getting underway).
Left to stand in the rain that had resumed, Reggie was fascinated by this whole tobogganing thing.
Back inside we made a late start to my younger son’s homeschool schedule, but had an amazing day, including a science class that veered into making maple taffy (very fitting for our unit on separating solutions by evaporation and distillation). This makes up for the fact that the last couple of days have been much less productive (in truth, at times frantic and stressful). Looking back and savouring good days, like another recent ice day, is always a boon.