The Ski Lodge

Our living room looks like a ski lodge this week. Gloves in various stages of drying sit in front of the wood-burning stove. Wool socks, hats, and pants hang on the drying rack. Boots fight the dogs for floor space. My cross country skis sit on the back porch. They're getting used less than the barn boots these days, as I spend more time walking through the snow to deliver feed and water to the animals.