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Sledding

laughter of children
playing in the winter’s snow
seasonal delight,
bundled up in heavy coats
sledding down the steep hillside. 

Written December 5, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

December 6, 2022 at 11:04 PM

I want to do this again! The last time I did this my youngest daughter was fourteen, so that was thirty years ago!

Ilene Bauer

December 5, 2022 at 1:00 PM

nothing captures winter as much as the picture you've created here, milton!

L Milton Hankins

December 5, 2022 at 1:18 PM

I think so, Ilene. It took me back a long time ago to sledding when I was a kid. It was a huge get-together with a bonfire and loads of fun.

Tom Cunningham

December 5, 2022 at 11:54 AM

Brought back happy memories Milton, when I look back at some of the slopes we sled down, its a wonder we weren't killed lol. Tom

L Milton Hankins

December 5, 2022 at 1:20 PM

So true, Tom. I recall sledding toward a pond. If you weren't careful in your steering, it was into the pond you'd go. I can't remember anyone every hitting the pond because absolutely no one wanted a dunking in ice cold water!