Snowmageddon Lost the Scooper

The first snow fell and Charlie was out with the attempts of building an igloo right away. What he forget to do was bring the snow shovel back to the carport before the skies opened up and dumped a foot of snow covering the ground. Needless to say...we lost the shovel and my hopes of finding it by scooting my feet around the so thought area it was last seen in came up empty. It wasn't until Neighbor Rich came and plowed our driveway once the thaw out started that he scooped it up and found it.

{ Shovel in a snow storm...where are you? }

{ Frozen happiness. }

{ Chuckles busy building whatever he could and loving it. }

{ Our Snow Queens. }

{ Snow before the ice and few more inches. }

{ An afternoon of sledding with the Ellis Family. }

{ Neighbors tree buckled with the weight and took out our power. }

Due to the power outage, I had one large jar candle burning on our kitchen table. Thinking a simple activity of coloring and tracing letters would be a time sapper, I let Myriam loose with many options to color. After coming back inside from taking the trash out (chores don't stop with snow days) I found Myriam sitting in her chair with an extremely guilt-ridden face and smoke coming from her lap. I decided to go extreme in the potential lesson laid before me showing her pictures of house fires and burn victims. Time to invest in the flameless candles. And if you're curious, this is what a dry erase marker looks like after curiosity hits the flame.

{ These icicles are nothing compared to what was at the hotel. Some feet long and deadly. }

The ice was beautiful; dangerous, but in it's own frozen state...stunning. The blueberry fields south of Lynden had over an inch of ice incasing them. The cedar trees hung low to the ground some resting flat on the ground. The brief glimpse of spring stood still in it's looking glass. I found it beautiful...from the view inside of course!