Ice storm

We woke up in the Monday morning and found the ice storm froze the nature into icicles. We had a walk in the woods around our neighborhood. Every step forward made a crackling sound from the thin ice underneath our feet.

Elle explored the icy nature with sheer joy; looking for crystals and picking up "Wishing Sticks" that resembled the look of a wish bone. She fell down on the ice three times and yet behaved like a trooper.
This day was the second "snow day" from work in my life. Two snow days in this winter, what's the odd?

Spending the afternoon making berry jam with all the berries we picked last summer.