Homebrew drinking. This was a delicious saison that was a bit sour.
Snowshoeing. Which is just like walking, but with more gear.
Firewood splitting. For fun, because, you know.
Pickle eating. This was my mom’s first attempt at pickling, with lemon cucumbers from her summer garden. They were divine.
Running along the partially-frozen Delaware river. Stinking cold, stinking beautiful. We saw two bald eagles!