I am sure this was not the first frost for our mountains this year, but it was the first one that I got to revel in. The dogs needed some leg stretching, so we wandered up and down our mountain for a bit and enjoyed the ice-edged woods.
Bryce has ordered a full-body down bubble for the boy, but until it comes, I just wrap him in a puffy jacket and plop him into the backpack. He was warm enough to fall asleep, which was lovely since we are in a weaning, condensing and decreasing nap-purgatory these days.
But I have hope for the days ahead, even if they will be mostly filled with me, this little guy and our frosty perch above the world (because, seriously, I don't think we could leave if there were any REAL ice on our roads... time to stockpile!)
2 comments:
Aww weaning. Sigh. How are you going to stockpile?
bethe.
i'm finally back checking blogs again (and hopefully posting on my own some... maybe as often as you :) i loved reading about your new home & really would love to come visit you. it looks so beautiful there. do you think that would be ok sometime in the coming months?
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