It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it. ”
–John Burroughs
Every winter, I walk by frozen Wascana Creek, and think wouldn’t it be awesome if it was turned into a skating rink!
Kelsey
I love this part of the lake – it’s right by my house. You can see some people ski and sled on it. I would be too nervous to go on!