Four Season Rated Baby

After a mild start to 2008 snow returned to the midcoast this weekend. Jessie had ventured out with the dogs during the snowfall on Friday night and had declared the resulting accumulation so beautiful that we really had no choice but to head out and make the most of the scenery before the snow banks turned brown from road sand and exhaust fumes. Behold, Knox County's fine white coat:

What we saw in the garden when we woke up...

"Come on dad! Stop taking photos and let's get going!"

Off downtown for a little brunch...

"Like why are we sitting here eating croissants when there's some serious baby carrying to be done?"

Mira is so excited she appears to have turned into a fox

Intrepid explorers

Which way, girls?

A fine family

On the return trip both Jessie and I conspired to step off the snow-obscured boardwalk and plunge a foot through the ice crust on the Oyster River Bog. The muddy suction was quite enough to pull a boot off (her left, my right) and fill said boot with stinking ice cold bog water while we hopped around in snow soaked socks trying to rescue our footwear without falling over or tipping Scout into the snow. At least it keeps one grounded...