When the season's first snowfall was finally upon us, I called for all the girls, and asked who wanna prove being a tough girl. Dorothy signed on first, so next morning we hit the forests nearby looking for a nice spot. Once it was found, Dorothy had nothing to do but to remove her sneakers and step into the freezing snow! And once she was out there barefoot in the chilling cold, there was no turning back! There was exactly 0 degrees celsius (32F) that day, she had a thermometer with her to prove that. Surprisingly for me, and even herself - she had never done this before - she coped with the frost pretty well. Her frostbitten soles first turned deep red, then a bit purpleish, but she kept on walking slow, allowing the snow to thoroughly freeze her feet. After a while walking around, she started to show off a little. The sight of the frozen, young toes rubbing a huge thermometer in the snow...no words can describe! Later, on our way back to town, we spotter an other nice location and I could not resist to send the poor girl out of the car again, to get her soles freezed one more time!
