Dear Liza,
It was 16 degrees F and overcast Sunday morning, but Auntie Bridgett and I decided we should go see what all that snow and cold had been up to while we were snuggled inside.
We bundled up in layers and layers, made sure our phones were charged, and headed out. There was plenty to see right around the neighborhood.
Roses were being brave,
trees were surrendering to gravity,
and adventurous families were off to the park!
Inside Laurelhurst Park, the Ravine became the best sled run ever, because you get sliding on the way out and on the way back!
The whole west end of the park was full of bundled-up kids and happy dogs, all being shepherded by chilly, patient grown ups. Happy squeals and panicked shouts were a fine sound track.
Once we got to the flatter part of the park, the shouts and squeals died away and the crackly stomps of winter could be heard. I’ll tell you about that tomorrow!
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 