In the dead of winter when I begin complaining about cabin fever, round about the time I start cursing the weather man… just about when I start getting really annoyed with booger freezing temperatures and when I start taking not only every snow dump, but every individual beautifully unique snowflake, personally — I mean, as a personal insult, when I start screaming and using all caps when I tell you all how much I hate how we have 400 pairs of mittens but no one can find ANY matching ones, when I start to whine about the price of snow boots and when I threaten to throw myself in the path of the nearest snow pl0w… you know… right around that time, would you just remind me how much I really and truly do love this place?
We went on a beautiful day trip today. All of these pictures are taken at the very beautiful and enchanting Lake Louise. How blessed are we to be able to take this in on a day trip? I can’t tell you how blessed I feel.
Please forgive me ahead of time, for I got a bit carried away with the amount of pictures… I just couldn’t stop myself. It’s a sickness. It’s my OCD. It’s a burden I must bear. And you must suffer with me.
And we saw these beautiful birds. I only wish I knew what they were called… I’m a bird dope. Pamela? Anyone? (UPDATE: Mystery Solved!)
I’m sorry… I can’t help myself. They are just too pretty…
We also saw an elk but couldn’t get a really good shot of him.
The kids had a blast. They love being little adventurers. It’s funny that the minute they are on an official “hike” they notice all of the smallest details. “Mom! Take a picture of this sap!” “Mom! LOOK! A poisonous mushroom!” “MOM! This is the most amazing stick I have ever seen in my whole life!” (And yes, those are all direct quotes.) It’s adorable.
Okay. There. I think