It's almost time to make snowballs again this year, yippeee!!! I'm a huge fan of snow, hot cocoa (or hot ovaltine, yum!), plushy blankets, and intriguing mystery books :)
My husband and I went for a walk on campus last year (we live very close to a college) in December. As we were walking down one of the pathways, we saw a tiny little snowball whiz past our knees. Very curious, we mused. Thwack! Another miniature snowball struck my jeans-clad shin! Poof! Piff! Two more hit my husband's boot toe! We looked 'round and spotted a little grey squirrel peeking out from behind a tree trunk. As soon as he caught our eyes, his face disappeared as he hid completely. We stealthily creeped towards him and peered around the tree, and Whack! A teeny little snowball hit my husband's leg! To our surprise, we saw the little squirrel, covered with snow, making a stockpile of tiny snowballs! He was so completely bemused at seeing us there that he paused long enough for us to take a photo, and then he was off, scurrying up the tree.
