Making The Rounds

Although tired of talking about the weather, here I go again.  It was 48 degrees here Monday afternoon when the UPS truck pulled up.

Yep.

It was my snowshoes and poles! Even though I was exhausted from my morning workout at the gym, I was psyched! 

The Pres opened the boxes for me and, I'll admit, gazing down at them I wondered what I had gotten myself into at the age of 67. 

Boy was I wrong!!!

What a blast I had traipsing around the yard for about an hour.  I really do wish I had thought of getting these contraptions sooner.  They have these giant sharp teeth underneath that cut right into the ice and I literally "float".  No sinking unexpectedly or jarring my back...amazing!  And when I did sink, it was a gentle sink if you can understand that.

Needless to say, making the rounds was so easy.  Followed by my faithful little Shepherd Husky, Moon, we wandered and wandered, scaling the hills, stepping sideways for practice all while Copper and the Pres basked in the sun on the patio.

Next mission?

The woods...:)

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Oh, one more thing.
Gotta love the tissue hanging out of my pocket, right????