Gettin' around

We tried to teach Jonathan how to cross country ski. It didn't go so well. After floundering about for a time, he gave up. When we returned to the house he informed me that he'd OOPS! broken my ski boots. The entire sole was missing from one boot! I hiked back down the ski trail to find it with no luck. As you can see, that's because it was still in the binding! Kids...sheesh.

Well, the Farmer's Almanac did say we'd have more snow later in the winter. But you know, I'd like it much better a little at a time!

I was "on assignment" yesterday, photographing stuff from an estate for appraisal purposes. The gentleman was a racing enthusiast with a massive collection of Porche's and Farrari's, but when I saw this beauty, I squealed like a 12 year old girl who discovered a real, live pony under the tree on Christmas morning. What can I say? Love them ol' trucks!

What a fun way to spend the holiday evening!