And we’re off!
Except, remember that steering thing….
No crash. But I manage to wipe out anyway.
Ginger sails serenly on to the finish line.
Later Grace and The Secretary General decide that they want a ramp for the sleds and snowboards to jump off of.
I decide that I would rather make a snowman.
Then Florence comes to help.
Sweet comes to help too, which works pretty well until…
We have to get The Secretary General to help us hoist the middle section onto the base. Huge lumps of snow are heavy!
Three girls and their snowman. And, no, that’s not selective blurring to protect my identity. That’s snow on the lens, one of the hazards of snowday photography. It’s still a pretty sweet picture, though.