It is as if the sunshine opened a new book on this daybreak, the snow its bright page. Kitty stands there, toboggan in hand, smooth and gleaming, as if she dreamed it into reality.
Upon the wood of our blessed pines, those evergreen giants that cradle our hearts and our souls, we toboggan through the pristine landscape.
As our toboggan moves over sun-brightened snow, we pass with ease, leaving no footprint.
The snow is the bright welcome of new challenge, the wish to step forth into the snow to discover pathways yet untravelled. With snowshoes and toboggan, in mittened hands and woollen hats, we set forth.
The toboggan is as sleek as the fur of a much-loved sled-dog. It shines in the rays and is smooth to the touch. Over the snow it will glide, carrying us onward to our coastal destination.