The simple things that make me happy

The Saturday after Thanksgiving we went with family to some land that they own. It is basically on the left hand side of no where, which is nothing but a very positive comment actually. The drive there was gorgeous, through narrow canyons, past abandoned mine sites and right next to cows. Literally right next to, no fences, just cows hanging out at the side of the narrow winding road.

We stopped at the last restroom before we got there. It was a little general store/restaurant in an old school house. It was getting very cold out and the place was not very well heated.... well at least the bathroom wasn't.

We got back into the cars and drove the last stretch to our destination. Our little prius was the tail end of a train of four SUV's going at break neck speed on tiny very curvy roads. Did I mention someone made the mistake of giving me access to a walkie talkie? As we were driving it started to rain and then then rain started to slush and then it started to snow!!! For those of you who don't know I LOVE the snow, rarely get to see it and Bear had never seen it. The first thing I do is start hoping and wishing that enough falls for it to stick so that I can make snowballs.

(As a side note, I am the person who said it would never rain in July of course causing it to and who went camping in the winter and begged the universe for snow after which it snowed enough to cave the tent in on Dragon twice before he retreated to the van.)

Needless to say it REALLY started snowing. It was beautiful. Oak trees, fallen trees, golden grass, rolling hills, all of it slowly getting coated by silent whiteness. The flakes were like chunks of cotton candy. You could actually look at them and see all the intricate ice crystals, but they looked so soft.

Wolf was out and hesitantly playing in it and eventually Bear woke up and was convinced to come out and join all of us. It did snow enough to make snowballs, admittedly sort of sad ones, but snowballs none the less as long as you avoided the cow pies. The boys got into that for a little while.

One of the cousins picked some mistletoe and another came back with the lower jaw of a cow which was a big hit. In fact it prompted Bear to tell one of the relatives that hadn't gone all about finding a dead seal and a dead bird on one of our field trips when asked what he saw on this trip!