The skating rink ice wasn't really smooth or perfect, but useable anyways.
Icicles! (tastes a bit like shingles!)
skateboards on ice...interesting
Checking on Mom
We had some company during spring break and enjoyed the sliding hills together.
At this point our chickens still looked good (now they have bald patches and are ugly)
Excuse me, can I have some privacy when I'm laying?
Our "apartment" got taken over by go cart pieces. At one point it smelled like gas all through the house. Feels like home, I guess.
Playing with melting snow, the sliding saucer and containers from the recycling
Matthew heading to the coop with scraps to keep the chickens happy
A bleary day calls for a board game.
We moved the water into the coop after having some traumatizing trouble with predators (presumably rats who disappeared later--eaten by mink?). The rooster, we're sure, is less than intelligent, as the weather is cold...why get your toes wet when it's freezing? Besides, that's not nice to drink after.
Evelyn loves books!
The fort survived the winter...the tarpaulin roof had to be rolled up as it liked to get loose on the corners and flap wildly in the wind.
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