Happening by the pond after school at 10pm to see the groomer with the alpine seat deep in slush, and managing to dig it out of the watery mess, steam pouring off, tracks spinning, back onto the snow pack, zero frost bitten toes, so hot right now.
Pitching off of the inside fireplace problem onto the stairs, bouncing kind of fall, still mobile- shrn. can't believe I fell from that move; it must have been the greasy chicken wing fingers, or maybe a wet moccasin.