There were Knights by the medieval log pile. The sound of "swords" cracking at they hit one another.
Our muppet dog bouncing and leaping through the snow like a little lamb.
The sound of the electric sander buzzing from the barn as a treasure chest is made.
Nails being hammered into logs in order to make a ladder. For Rhettlandia, I think.
Spirals made in the snow and filled with bird seed for our forest friends.
The odd snowball thrown and missing it's target. I need more practice!
Attitudes were warmed and initiative and creativity grew.
Some days the work books need to be forgotten and the sunshine, melting snow and forest embraced.
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