So...
I'd just finished observing the snow bunting giving itself a snow bath (previous post). I walked through the school to the front deck. It was a glorious day and the front deck of the school offers a great eastern view of the tundra. There are caribou out there...if only I had the lens to prove it!
Anyway, as I stood there, camera in hand, breathing in the fresh, frosty air I heard the slow scraping sound of a sled on the icy road below. Sure enough, a sweet pair come into view. A devoted young mommy and her extremely curious three-year-old son are enjoying a peaceful stroll in the bright spring sunshine.
It made me sigh inside to witness such a wholly unspoiled scene painted upon a canvas of pure white, simple and clean.
Then...
BAM!
Teenagers tumble into view.
And a snow bath...of a different kind...ensues!
Pounce...
Bounce...
Denounce...
Flounce!
No preening or cleaning with this snow bath, but there were plenty of ruffled feathers!
And you'll notice the little guy observed it all...significantly out of reach.
Me too.
3 comments:
So the moral is, "We start out with wisdom, lose it somewhere along the way, and (hopefully) regain it as we progress to another life stage? (read aging and maturing) :-)
LOL! Good decision.
Bryan...
Very philosophical. It probably just means that teenagers are scary. LOL!
FC...
No doubt! The sun may look warm, but the snow is still cold!
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