I was originally hoping to title this, “Snow Hike Through Bull Run Mountains”, but alas, the snow that we were promised failed to arrive Saturday, and what rolled through Sunday could be replicated by a five-year old throwing a handful of confetti. Therefore, sad face 😦 Continue reading
I don’t know if it has to do with living on an island in Alaska for almost 7 years as a kid, or if it’s the extraordinarily old “British Isles” roots in me, but I love all things cold.
I’m the chick that will eat a hot fudge sundae in the middle of a blizzard. Continue reading