My husband is crazy about British croquet. This is such a symbol of family life and back yards. In the winter, the best you can do is lay it out on a green blanket, which reflected a lot of warm green light. One new year's day my husband and I took our new snow shoes and hiked down to the park by the lake. While there, we witnessed a group of young women strip down and jump in to the subfreezing water, and then saw a bunch of hippies unload from a VW bus painted with flowers (of course) and proceed to set up a croquet game and play it in the 3 foot deep snow. I love living in Vermont!