Seems like every good snow fall we have, the neighborhood comes here to sled. We have a great hill but a few trees. That is the only thing that makes me cringe. Afterwards, if they survive, they all come tromping in, put their wet clothes in the dryer, come to the kitchen for hot chocolate and go back out for another round of sledding. It makes me smile to see all the kids and grown-ups having fun. It is great to be the Queen!