When I lived on the west side of Madison I always was the first to make foot tracks in the snow. I thought that perhaps the folks were older in that neighborhood, or just not into the winter weather. But today as we bounded along in the snow at our new home I found I was making the first tracks again. Hmmm….
The lake edge at winter time.
A wonderful old home with even more character in the snow.
Wasn’t the lifeguard here just recently?