Frederick's Guardian Angel got food poisoning today, so we kept him out of school and I took him for a walk in Seven Lakes (For-Mar is closed on Mondays, and EVEN I can get too much of For-Mar). It was chilly, but, as has been the pattern this year [feel free to tune out as I witter on about the weather] unseasonably not-brass-monkeys. And there was a bright sun, so it was very pleasant. Here F. inspects the edge of one of the lesser of the seven to see if any break-offable chunks of ice are available for the chewin'.
Frederick tries planking. I haven't the heart to tell him that's
so 2011.
A not-entirely-iced-over lake in Michigan in February. Verily, the apocalypse is upon us.
This one was smaller, so you could bounce rocks off the ice. But it was still at best a couple of inches thick.
Frederick tries planking. I haven't the heart to tell him that's so 2011.
A not-entirely-iced-over lake in Michigan in February. Verily, the apocalypse is upon us.
This one was smaller, so you could bounce rocks off the ice. But it was still at best a couple of inches thick.
1 comment:
Oh - I missed this one somehow. I hope you are all thawed out now...
xM
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