frozen ponds

We are in the thick of winter here in Pennsylvania. The pond we fish at, skip rocks from, and catch tadpoles from is now frozen over. On particularly frozen days, there are ice skaters and hockey games. We light nightly fires in our fireplace, not because it is cozy or romantic but out of necessity and warmth. There is sledding when we can, messy snow boots, lost gloves and wet snowy clothes near our front door and many crock pot dinners made to keep us warm. These are the things of winter we long for and then dread once when we're in it. But we'll take it and remember that going through these east coast winters make us appreciate the warm sun that always follows.