On New Years Eve we headed out into the 6˚ (-12˚ windchill) cold just before midnight.
Crunched out into the pasture on snowshoes with sky lanterns in hand.
(Surprisingly, the long necked lighters don't work in that kind of cold.)
Paul trotted on back into the house to get the kitchen matches, while Girl of the House and I waited.
After a bit of a struggle, we finally got one of the lanterns lit.
We only launched one of the lanterns. The winds were pretty high and they were hard to handle without tearing.
We'll go out sometime soon on a quiet night and launch the others.
Happy New Year 2011!
1 comment:
I bet it was beautiful.
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