My childhood winters were snowy, weren’t they?
I remember I made deep snow caves, didn’t I?
Dad made huge jumps that I broke my skies on, didn’t he?
It was always enough wet snow to create huge snowmen, wasn’t it?
I hope my grandkids get to experience the same as I do. Don’t they?
Luftige befriende bilder med god tekst 🙂
Herlige bilder igjen 🙂