The Young Master and Dad having hot cocoa in the warming hut (with woodstove) of a local ski area Sunday afternoon.
Not much time at the painting table the last week or so I'm afraid. We have accrued a rather impressive amount of snow on the ground here in Mid-Michigan, and so any free time has been taken up with cross-country skiing. Yesterday, Sunday, afternoon we suited up and hit the trails in the woods around Lake Lansing, and it was amazing. Great traction, fantastic glide, ideal temperatures (about 20 degrees Fahrenheit), and quite a few other skiers and snowshoe enthusiasts out enjoying the day.
The Young Master has really come into his own on skis this winter and has become quite a daredevil on hills (he takes after his mother, who was part of an alpine skiing club when she went to high school in Reno, Navada). These family outings on skis are always, in my view, some of the nicest times the three of us have together. Very special hours together doing something that all three of us enjoy. What more could you ask for?