Whenever we go to our folks in Bowmanville during the winter months, we always enjoy the woodstoves for the opportunity to play with fire, and lately, even cooking foiled-wrapped fish fillets. As well, there's hardly anything better than waking up in the morning and soaking the intense heat that radiates from the stove -- its almost like a mother's hug. And so, after cleaning the glass door, I had to snap a few pictures -- unfortunately, there's a bit of a reflection in the picture.

But going to Bowmanville in the winter also means lots of beautiful snow!!! Pretty flurries, snow-laced cedar branches, and the luxuriant, soft, white duvet draped over creation's surfaces.

And of course, going to Bowmanville in the winter also means skating and good ol' Canadian hockey...