Across the street from us is a Bottle Beach State Park. We used to frequent it before it was officially turned into a park. The bridge my husband and kids are walking on wasn’t there until about a year and a half ago. It was like our own private place to go. It is still so quiet and a place of solitude, even in the Summer.
It was 24 degrees outside. We have been shut in so much these past months that when the blue skies revealed themselves we had to make our escape.
As you can see, the bridge had some frost on it still.
Leah just didn’t want to have any part of this. I think she was crying because momma was in front of her and she wanted to be held.
Elisabeth running ahead.
One of the views on the way to the bay.
Cattails I think these are called? Do you know you can actually eat them? We’re not interested.
Our view from a little bridge we’re standing on.
The first shot of the bay
Yes, that is ice… it takes a bit of wind and cold to make ice from ocean, salty water.
The kids walking ahead. You can walk out towards the left for a good half mile or more before you even hit water. Lots of little puddles and shells. We used to walk out there when I was pregnant with just Elisabeth. Matthew used to get sand shrimp and go fishing in the ocean later that day.
From farmer look to fisherman look. You sure look like a handsome fisherman here dear.
I love your new beard. Rrrrrr… and Leah, you look so cute!
Hannah playing in the ice.
Looking oh so cute!
Oyster shell. These you can find everywhere.
Matthew trying to hold onto his collection of shells and walk at the same time.
See how many shells there are?
Sitting on momma’s lap after I walked her almost all the way back in the sand. She was cold and tired and I felt bad for her. With my early pregnancy I got so tired I took a nap right after lunch. Too much for momma.
Momma and Leah
Elisabeth looking silly. She finally tired and decided to rest in the stroller for a few minutes. What a good day!
There’s a good sized antique store in town I go to on occasion. I found these little special items one day while there:
A pretty bowl.
I want the kids to remember me making cookies and special things in this bowl.
It connotates “home” to me.
Beautiful cookie press.
Shhh, it might be a stamp but who cares…
I think it would be perfect for making beautiful cookies. Maybe next week.
A pretty, simple egg holder. Anyone who has chickens on their farm should have a pretty egg holder. Now if I find they have the other one there still the next time I go, I will have to pick it up for a friend.
I have been wanting to make a good mayonnaise for over a year now. I tried it using olive oil but it was too heavy for me. I decided to buy some refined (unflavored) walnut oil and I am a happy camper now. Rich in vitamin E and healthy with proteins and good fats, not to mention the delectable flavor… I am very well pleased. I can enjoy our good albacore tuna sandwiches once again. I will post recipe later tonight.
Good ole lactic acid, enzyme brewing and healthy collards and sauerkraut. It tastes even better than it looks.
Each morning when daddy heads upstairs to get the girls for breakfast, he walks into their room to find that they have been playing house. He wanted me to take some pictures of their little animals all tucked in for bed.