I title this one Lavender in Winter. Sigh.
They were forging a path the the back yard.....
Where they took the cover off the sandbox to use the tools to build a fort.
Elizabeth decided to start eating. There's nothing that tastes like fresh, new snow.
Yummy, delicious, sweet, cold, crunchy.
"Sit down," she said, "there's plenty here!"
And so we did.