Tuesday, March 28, 2017

We went on an overnight trip to a public-use yurt on the Eagle River Nature Center trail. This was our first foray into family camping with snow on the ground. Big success!

Daddy waxing skis in the parking lot, getting ready.


The kids love this hollowed-out cottonwood. This is the first time they've been in it in the snow.

On the way to the yurt, skis off for crossing the bridge.

The yurt was very close to the frozen Eagle River. We saw a few fat-tire bikers.

Rosemary and Sprig on the frozen river.

 Sprig pulls Daddy on skis, who pulls the sled, on the river




Playing in the snow on the river


There was a wood stove in the yurt.


Ava and Sprig play Princess and the Pea

Dinner


upside-down coat




Ava and Daddy skiing on the river

Rosemary decided to lay down on a patch of ice and lick it

Then she found frozen moose poop on the river, so of course the mittens and hood had to come off, before Mommy and Daddy could extract her from the poop pile and get her warm stuff back on.

On the way out


Back at the trail head

She recently discovered nachos

The marketing people at Cabela's know what they're doing


Playing at a neighbor's house. Mittens and coat off again. Sigh.

Ava is mad at me for taking her picture here.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

birds and the trees, binoculars, bird feeder


Playdate

Another tooth out

Ava's teacher's cabin, complete with awesome cat





Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Mouse ears, concentration

Watching the ceremonial start of the Iditarod



Rosemary wants to do everything her sister does.



Fish hat from GrandTod

Yearling moose scratching an itch on our bird feeder

A paper wasp nest fell down from a neighbor's tree. The girls dissected it.

Birthday party for one of Ava's classmates at a public use cabin in a campground down Turnagain Arm. The mudflats are full of crumpled, muddy sea ice. The tall man and small girl way out on the edge of the ice here are Daddy and Rosemary.


Wearing Mommy's mittens



At the cabin



Foam swords. Wasn't long before violence and sword eating (by Rosemary) sent the swords into temporary exile.