Stasia climbing

It barely got into the 20s today, but the sun was bright and reasonably inviting. We had a full calendar, however, so there wasn't a lot of time to spend outside and, sigh, my new cold-weather boots, which arrived yesterday, turned out to be too small. They'll have to go back, and so the problem with freezing feet that I've had all month will not be solved any time soon. I'll just have to grin and bear it. Taking this little monster outside, even in the cold, keeps me grinning and bearing up—especially when Stasia wanted to climb our local mountain, a.k.a., a head-high ridge of snow shoveled off the driveway. It's solid enough to support her 34 pounds, but, despite her pleas, I decided against joining her on the climb. I stayed below to belay... well, catch, if the need arose. Today, a mini-hill; tomorrow, who knows?