We went to the cottage for a few days over New Year's and ended up staying a day longer because of a snowstorm. It is lovely to be snowed in (or even only semi-snowed in) when you aren't in a rush to get home.
Over the course of three days we went from having only a little bit of snow in the bush
to a lot of snow everywhere.
There were crazy snowsqualls
with wild yetis wandering about on the lake and through the woods. The yetis do look vaguely familiar, I have to admit. They carried sticks for safety on the ice, but then became crazed circle-making machines.
There were frozen puddles with oak leaves suspended in the ice
and snow dusting the dry oak leaves making them look like Christmas cookies
and a warm and cozy cabin to come back to
with the best view to admire while eating.
Our days were spent reading, chatting, and walking through the woods or on the lake.
We welcomed the new year with a meal of Nigerian Curry and an evening playing a murder mystery game and a toast of champagne at midnight.
And after we had eaten every shred of food we brought, we left pulling our bags on the toboggans.