Hello all! It’s wintertime!
And I have a SLED!
Have I mentioned this sled before?
I mean, it’s nothing exciting; it’s a plastic molded sled of the sort you buy your kid so they can go down the hill, or at least it’s really similar to the one I had to go sledding downhill at the nearby park (Rochester is on the plain that used to be in Lake Ontario, so the option is the park with a hill (which may have been manufactured, I never asked) or… well, that’s about it. In Ithaca, I could sled half my commute, if I was feeling daring.)
What it is, for me, is just about the size of the totes we use to haul firewood. Continue reading