Saturday dawned bright and sunny.
It made a great day to go skiing at Welch Village!
(No pictures there, I'm afraid I didn't carry the camera.)
Sunday we lazed about the house.
After a big brunch, we roused ourselves enough to go out for the first snowshoeing of the season.
The dogs went crazy in the deep snow.
Paul had his first chance to use the Dale of Norway mittens I knitted him at the end of last winter.
They're the perfect weight and breathability for snowshoeing.