Picnic in the Snow

Coat-free, the kiddos are enjoying an ice-cream picnic in their fort, having climbed across ice in their snowboots to get there. The sun is shining, the snow is melting (and it's louder than I remembered--it falls silently but melts in a cacophony of drips). It's not exactly "the green hour," but we're definitely outside. Did I mention none of us is wearing a coat? Yes, at 42F, it's balmy today here in Connecticut. I'm looking forward to many more picnics.