the rare one

What would it be like? The perfect winter day in Wisconsin: solid snow cover (no dirt patches in sight). The sun would be out, full blast. The temperature – a little above freezing. Not enough to create slush, but enough to keep you, well, warm.





It cannot be a work day. You don’t notice much when you spend so many daylight hours indoors. Oh, and you cannot have a dental appointment. You’re basically free. How often does this happen?






Some years – never.





This year – oh, without doubt – today.





It brought out the child in Ed (admittedly, not too buried to begin with),





…and the sun loving side of me…





But mainly it brought out an appreciation for that speck of beauty that lays buried in the winter months of the northern Midwest.





We were not the only ones at Indian Lake Park. An Italian family of sledders…





…a celestial slope of angels…





…there to throw out the arms and say – what a beautiful day!