Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Driving down the road looked a lot like a good fog had settled in. Excuse the picture quality but most were taken thru the car windows because when we ventured from the car we were bundled up and hunkered down against the wind. I have never wanted to walk fast on a snow covered parking lot so badly but it was slicked over from the wind.
The beautiful snow in the spruce trees was gone. The ice laden branches which glistened in the sun were gone. Maybe if I had stood outside a bit some of my short, fluffy self would have blown away. But it was much too cold to think of weight loss.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
While driving down the road, I yelled, "Stop, back up!" I just had to get some pictures of what I had seen. The road signs warned of an aircraft crossing and looking to my right and my left, I saw a snow covered airstrip clearing. Absolutely amazing! Right in the middle of a neighborhood on a lake!
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The Friday after Christmas, Dave and Laura invited us all out to their house on the lake to go snow machining. Now I suppose this is comparable to riding four wheelers in south Arkansas ...... in a very loose way. I was somewhat nervous about flying over the snow at 30 to 40 miles per hour in weather well below the freezing mark. So I started pulling clothes out of my suitcase to "layer up". The resulting fashion attire can be viewed a little further below.
Carhart overalls and Mike's lace up boots. Needless to stay I walked very stiffly because there were almost too many layers to allow me to bend my knees. Not to mention boots that were a bit too long for my feet.
Carhartless. What a compassionate, giving soul! I don't know about him but the only part of me that got cold on the ride was the exposed part of my face. And for about half of the ride my face was plastered to his back.
thru the woods, there were no spider webs in my face. I was so thankful not to have to worry about where the spiders were.
We bounced and swerved down the path until we came to a snow bank between us and the road which we needed to get on. Dave yelled hang on and up we went and just as quickly down we came on the same side of the snow bank. Of course, our unintended descent kicked up a little bitty avalanche of snow which landed smack dab in my face and down my collar. What a shock! At least we were still seated on the snow machine. God is good!
Then to my dismay, Dave said "You will have to walk thru the snow bank and I will try to drive the machine over." I was thinking, "Yeah right" but also did not want to go airborn on that thing. So Mike gallantly walked me out a path thru the bank .... or so he thought. When I attempted to go thru it, each step I took only packed the snow down where I was standing. After what seemed like three hours, but I know was only a few minutes, Mike and Dave managed to push and pull me to the other side. I am glad no one had a camera! Remember all those warm clothes? Try walking thru a snow bank when you can barely pick up your feet! And I never knew you could break a sweat in sub zero weather.
Dave then took off over the snow bank. The snow machine made it over. Dave did not. He landed in the snow, jumped up and whooped, we loaded up and finished the ride with no further mishaps. What an awesome adventure for me!
Christmas Eve morning was a bright sunshiny morning. The sun rose over the mountains overlooking the backyard.
The snow and ice in the trees sparkled in the sun.
View from the deck overlooking the front yard and driveway.
Kristy scraping the ice for a trip to Wal Mart. Yes, there is a Wal Mart in Wasilla!
Mike shoveling the fresh snow from the driveway.
The snow plows have been at work.
Street signs are hard to read because the snow plows throw snow on them.
These red barns made a beautiful contrast against the whiteness of the snow.
Looking across the Wal Mart parking lot. Unlike Arkansas snow this was not slick.
Abby's school with a covering of snow during break.
Clouds hovering below the mountain tops. Absolutely awesome.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
I found out last night that I confused and disappointed some people by my earlier post which mentioned having a white Christmas. That post was intended to tell those who know me that I was Alaska bound for Christmas and was certain of a white Christmas. My apologies for those of you in Monticello who thought that was our weather forecast.
Let me just say that I saw more snow than I have ever seen in my life. What I have seen in Arkansas all added up for my entire life may not add up to what was on the ground. Below are a few pictures so see for yourselves.
The mailboxes on Kristy and Mike's road.
Looking up the drive at their house. No brick houses in Alaska.
From the road.