I don't know if you've heard, but Philly and other parts of the Northeast got dumped on this week - two blizzards in a row! I've only been to work one day so far, and the public schools are all closed too. We've hit a record for the most snow ever to fall in one winter - EVER. Or at least since people have been recording that kind of thing. Here's what I did yesterday, instead of going to work (it's the winter, the gardens will understand).
M and I went for a walk in the neighborhood . . .
. . . and made our way over to Clark Park where people have been sledding nonstop since Saturday. I mean it too, M said he could hear a crowd of people at the park sledding even at midnight last night.
Clark Park is the hub of all fun activity in our part of West Phila, and the perfect place to go on a snow day. There were forts, snowmen, and of course jumps built into the side of the hill.
M and I came to the disappointing realization that we have hit that age where you can seriously injure yourself whilst sledding. M's tailbone can tell you all about it. But that didn't stop us.