Storms

Okay I'm having fun

I forgot how much I like to do these things...

Fabric Art Collage

Finally picked up the needle again.

Flocked Trees

I can't even think of words to convey the rugged beauty of these trees. This wasn't a fresh snowfall covering them, it was frozen flocking from the storms and the winds and the cold at a high altitude. Here's a closeup:

Nature in its unwelcoming and unforgiving state.
Beckons only the camera.
Untouchable beauty.

How Deep is it?

I have been asked by many, "Just how deep is the snow?"

In fact, my friend's son asked me that.

Jacob, here is Annie pointing her nose at how deep it is.

Click on the picture for a better look.

Jacob's MOM is the only person other than family that I have known (and kept in touch with) for most my life. My family moved a lot when I was growing up and I didn't form any other lasting friendships. My friend just barely started a blog, where she has so far shared her remodeling woes and victories. She has yet to get a camera to get us a visual, but I'm sure that will happen soon. Her blog is Nanabuzlife, stop by and say Welcome if you get a chance.

Meanwhile, I'm hoping to train Annie like little Eddie on Fraiser... and got her to point her nose at the snow measurement. Just kidding, it was totally coincidental. I do think Eddie is adorable though. Oh, I couldn't find a normal ruler and since I'm not using this one lately... (ahem...)

Smiles to all.

Sleddin' Annie

This picture is a bit dark, but it's 5:00 pm, after work... and my hubby is doing a test drive on my sled that he just got all fixed up. :) Isn't it pretty...

He decided to take Annie for a ride... look at her all hunkered down... her first motor ride other than the car.

She bailed at the back of the property!

I picked her up and held her on the next go round. She sat zipped in my coat for a little more comfort. She was still pretty wiggy... We don't know yet if we will make a motor-head out of her or not. Blue was a complete motor-head, "I wanna go I wanna go".

Annie get's carsick! Everytime I take her for a ride she pukes, I was hoping she would outgrow it and want to go... we have yet to see that day.

I don't know if she will be the motorcycle ridin' Jack Russel that Blue was, but either way we will love her just the same. We're just presenting her with opportunities to see if she likes them or not at this point. As far as snowmobiling goes... she did better on the 2nd round, and she hasn't lost her cookies yet.

Let it Snow

This was taken on Monte Cristo in the Wasatch Mountains above Ogden.

My son is on the left, then my husband, then a friend. Our oldest son, Greg, took the picture.

I wasn't there that day, nor have I been up at all yet this year yet.

My sled, the red polaris hit a rock that day and has been getting new parts.

It should be up and running again soon...