A Cold Week in the Rockies

Funny how these photos look just like last year's--except everyone's a little bigger. Daisy was just as excited this time about her fold-down tray. Especially after the pretzels and apple juice arrived, and she set up one of her fairies to keep her company on the way to Colorado.


Our borrowed house felt like an old friend this year. Warm, sturdy, and so roomy.


And Daisy's favorite, the coffee table made from a twisted tree trunk, just right for playing enchanted forest. With the hamsters she thought to bring in her backpack.


Clara takes her world with her.


My mother-in-law spent her inside time painstakingly restoring this very antique crazy quilt. I kept finding pins on the floor!


And some of Daisy's inside time went towards working her Alpine Maiden look.


For outside time, we had these two boys: Giles once again on a snowboard (no concussions this year!) and Felix, who is by far the most competent skier in the family. He *elected* to wear a helmet this time, then hit all the black diamond slopes.


The Composer, who always appreciates Weather, admired these lenticular clouds.


These girls spent plenty of time skiing downhill, but this year I took to cross-country skies. New favorite thing!


The Composer stayed out late on our last day enjoying this cold and grand beauty.


No one broke anything (it worries me that this surprised Felix!), though the three middle children developed racking coughs on the way home.

But they will get well soon in the soft winter air we enjoy here in the middle of our not so grand, not so cold, grey and brown leafless woods.