It’s difficult not to feel like a kid in snow like this. One step away from our door and I was knee-deep in snow. Halfway down our steps I had to push my way through a waist-high drift. It’s really nice not to be able to stride through and rely on long legs to keep me out of trouble. The snow resists me just as it did when I was a kid, though now it takes quite a lot more to get the same effect.
Erin
Alan Schmierer