this is the third year we've spent dec 30 and new year's eve at this cabin on a farm in wisconsin, and we have yet to find our way to the place without getting lost. this time we were only slightly off, and arrived with plenty of daylight left (a first for us). the snow was substantially deeper than in chicago, and i was glad we brought the sled.
di ran out to see kirby, the miniature donkey, who guards the sheep of the farm. sudyka and kirby are old buddies.

di made dinner (gnocchi with pesto), i made a fire, we did some sledding, split some wood (with a hysterically oversized splitting axe/wedge), and had a blast. eventually, i fell asleep on the floor in front of the fire, waking only after everyone else had gone to bed.
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