Sunday, February 25, 2018

My Birthday

To me, nothing's better. Seriously.

Ianto made me various lego presents. Good dude, him.

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Not a Lot of Snow.

Hyrum's the guy who can pull personality from anything, including an icicle. Fascinating to watch.

Good times at the cabin, bombing around in the Old Ford.

Monday, February 19, 2018

North and South

There's an invisible line drawn somewhere north of Mount Pleasant, moving sometimes just north of Fairview, and that's the line between sufficient water and weather and not ever enough.
There's that line right there, in one of its variations, as seen from the bench just below Hell Hole Ridge.
See what I mean?

Sunday, February 18, 2018

Out with Diedre.

Late Valentine's day activity, this year.
We headed out on the road for a loop down Salina way and back up toward Scipio and back home via Salt Creek.
She's a fascinating person to talk with and to discuss possibilities with, and her company cannot be substituted for. I appreciate her and am deeply in debt. Such is life.

Sunday, February 11, 2018

The Indicator

 I watch this little bigtooth sage every winter for signs of spring. It usually starts to show life in the leaves between the middle of February and the first week of March.
It's a bit early, but the sage is showing good evidence of spring right now. Even though we're not at all ready for spring with the amount of snow we've had this winter, it's still exciting.

Friday, February 9, 2018

Bionicles and Sunsets

Every so often, the kids drag out some box from under their beds and proceed to amaze Ianto with the magical toys and tools available in those magical spaces.
The Bionicles are one of those boxes of Amazing Things, and it's always fun to see the kids show the youngest one about their own faded fascinations...

Sunday, February 4, 2018

Not a lot of snow, but what falls is enjoyed.

And, after that, we adjourn to the kitchen to watch a tiny screen and the antics of the day as recorded by the various participants!

Family Fun and Things That Happen Despite Our Objections

Halloween, cutting dead out of the sick tree, a landmark destroyed in the face of progress and civilization, and wind in the yellow g...