sledding

We had the second big snow of the winter this past weekend in Asheville. It wasn't quite as devastating as the first, which shut the city down for days and left us without power for almost a week. My roommates and I piled into the car with a flask of whisky and hats and gloves and went sledding.


We walked behind a friend's house, through some bramble bushes and over a hill into the most lovely clearing, a perfect sledding hill, and went to it.