Celebrating the first snow...

It was fall...

Then, after two days of snow...it wasn't fall.

Not at all.

The third day...it was frigid...

But it was beautiful.

Fresh fallen snow...pure and perfect.

Unspoiled.

We stacked wood.

We have been stacking wood for a week now.

Owen's baby sled turned into a kindling hauler.

Chopping your own firewood creates a crazy amount of bark and other burnables.

We weren't the only busy ones...

Beavers seem to have found one of our last few ash trees.

So beautiful.

After all that work in the cold...

it's nice to sit down in front of the fire

Chili with cornbread muffin in hand.

Enjoying the best part of being outside in winter in Canada.

Warming up indoors.