It's an unusual snow storm that dumps 15 inches of snow on us within 8 hours.
We all trekked down to the village sledging slope, but it was on an exposed ridge so the wind was really cold. Busy Timmy decided he'd had enough even before we started, so I left the others with their daddy and marched back home.
On the way home, I took a lot of photos of him. Here's my favourite:
It reminds me of one of our favourite picture books for winter:
Ezra Jack Keats' book, Snowy Day.