'Tis late and this post will be a short one. I spent the afternoon today out in the snow with the lads having myself a whale and dolphin of a time. I realized in those happy moments with the wet snow creeping down my trousers and giving me those wonderful thrills that only wet snow down trousers brings how lucky I am to be able to enjoy such activity. I really do switch into child mode in those times and play and laugh like a schoolgirl on the first day of summer break. It makes the experience so much richer to be able to break out of the adult and serious thinking mode to just enjoy the gift of a snow covered setting. I put up an album on Lovable Quirks of the days soggy activity and a few extras. You can see the miniature igloo that I built in the backyard and the massive quantities of snow that attached itself to me in those moments. After a few hours of digging the tunnel the wet underpants no longer provided the thrills and I returned to the roaring fire within the house. Such a marvelous end to go in and sit by a huge fireplace and sup upon some tea. Perhaps tomorrow I'll be out again for some more adventures if the snow lasts and we can build some gargantuan snowmen. I was so energized by the snow filled day that during tonights walk of the dog I decided on some short sprints which had me panting like a 60 year smoker unfortunately. The "I hate to run" angle has never left me unfortunately. My body has always had great aversion to it and when I attempt such as tonight's fiasco I am reminded why.