Sometimes, the simplest things are the best. There’s something pure and innocent about tobogganing, and so I put it on my list awhile ago. Now, I’m not the most active of people. Flopping on a toboggan and bouncing around on the way down isn’t exactly likely to be the pinnacle of grace for me, but who cares? It’s fun. Back at the start of January, we picked up another toboggan and headed over to Bruce Pit — our toboggan hill of choice.

As always, I had a blast. Sometimes I’m too wrapped up in other parts of my life to give in to the base pleasure, or I worry I’ll be too cold, whatever. I was planning to do snow angels too, but forgot. Oh well. Next year’s list, perhaps. 🙂