Who can resist a walk in the blurry, chilly world of a snow storm? Especially when we're relatively well equipped with boots, coats, hats, gloves... Watching Filou bound through the high drifts was entertainment enough. But many a snow ball was thrown, an ice angel attempted, and a lone leaf chased. Jonas was proud to join his Ma for a good half hour of ploughing our feet through deep snow -- that his friend's house was our destination did help!