The boys went sledding with their aunt. They have so much fun playing with her and they love the snow. This is before the big Christmas storms so there is a lot more snow now.
D-Girl wants to say something poetic about the grapes."And thus we see, under winter's frost, a sweet reminder of summer's bliss."
Here's one from Wordsworth.
"Thou little child yet glorious in the might
of heav'n born freedom on thy being's height
Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke
the years to bring the inevitable yoke
Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife.
Full soon thy soul shall have her earthy freight
and customs lie upon thee with a weight
Heavy as frost and deep almost as life."
It's so fun to see snowballs splat against the garbage can. There's something pretty poetic about it. 
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