It was time to go pick Margie up from her latest stint at Jacob and Lavina's to help care for Kalib and Jobe. When I took off about mid-afternoon, A Prairie Home Companion was on the radio. Soon, the song, America, the Beautiful was performed. As I happened to be driving in a particularly beautiful part of America, I lifted my camera and shot a frame through the windshield, just as they sang about "spacious skys" and "amber waves of grain."
Around the next bend, I came upon this car, sporting a decal of a grenade on the rear window. That grenade is a little hard to see at this size, but, depending on the size of your monitor, it stands out in slide show view.
In town, gas was a bit cheaper than out here. I wonder what the price will be next week?
On my way to Jacob and Lavina's house.
I unlocked the door and entered the house. It was very quiet, as if no one was there. I was pretty sure someone was, so I headed up the stairs. At the top, I came upon Martigny.
Margie was resting in the living room.
Jobe was taking a nap on Kalib's bed. As for Kalib and his parents, they had gone downtown to see some of the Anchorage Fur Rendezvous stuff, like the snow sculptures. As for me, I had no time for Fur Rendez on this day. I just wanted to pick up Margie and head back to Wasilla as quickly as possible.
But we could not head back with Jobe asleep and his parents and brother away.
After a bit, Jobe began to wake up. He had a cold, was not feeling well, and was a bit groggy.
Jobe's little feet.
I do a self-portrait of Jobe and I. I see I should have washed my hair that day.
Oh well.
About half-an-hour after I arrived, the rest of the family came home. Lavina reported that it had been very cold downtown, that the wind had been blowing, picking up the snow and hurling it through the air. The flying snow had stung everybody's faces.
But I know from experience that if I could have gone downtown I would have saw many people frolicking, riding the carnival rides and just having fun.
Lavina was not feeling well, either. Kalib needed a nap. Margie picked him up and carried him to his room. He was not pleased by this and vocally expressed his displeasure, but, once down, Kalib soon fell asleep.
I had been holding Jobe, but I gave him to his mom and then went and sat back down.
Jobe wanted me back. How could I refuse?
Finally, we just had to go. Jobe was not pleased.
Out on the road, we came upon Jacob, who had been walking Muzzy.
The wind buffeted and rocked the car as we drove home. If you were to view this in slide-show mode, you would see that those two signs have pictures of moose on them, as a warning to drivers. Another caution sign, just when you enter the valley, states that 198 moose have been killed by moose-car collisions in the valley so far this winter.