The Pond

When we first looked at our house, 3 years ago, I fell in love with the immense amount of sunlight that flooded through the main living space. It was Tony who was drawn to the back of the room to actually look at what was beyond the windows bathing us in natural light.

And with barely contained glee, he said, "It's a pond!"

My heart sunk just a little, as I weighed the impact. A pond. What a gigantic drowning risk to take on, just on the other side of our fence.

My husband on the other hand jumped to one thought and one thought only, hockey.

Each winter since we moved in has brought more and more enjoyment, which is easy considering two winters ago Miri wouldn't even let you put her down in snow without melting down.

I love that our children will have fond childhood memories of the luxury of skating in their backyard, bringing the neighbors together and enjoying the slice of a blade through not quite perfect ice.