Posts Tagged ‘ice’

We’ve gotten more snow at an earlier point this year, but it’s made everything look really beautiful. While Bear has been sick and hibernating, I’ve been trying to document as much of the winter wonderland as possible while it’s still a novelty.

We started with a nice chill that put a frost on the trees.

We started with a nice chill that put a frost on the trees.

Then the snow started (Juliet was not impressed)

Then the snow started (Juliet was not impressed)

And the world woke up magical

And the world woke up magical

Bear built a homemade cat door by stuffing bags in the cracks and leaving a little tunnel for Juliet.

Bear built a homemade cat door by stuffing bags in the cracks and leaving a little tunnel for Juliet.

Bear loves Munk

Bear loves Munk

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Juliet believes that she is the leading lady in a new Richard Attenborough documentary, “Return of the Snow Leopard”

Juliet by the radiator on her fleecey with the Holy Family. (She's always wanted to be in a live nativity)

Juliet by the radiator on her fleecey with the Holy Family nativity set. (She’s always wanted to be in a live nativity)

The path to the park where Bear walks nearly every day.

The path to the park where Bear walks nearly every day.

A little snow family popped up down the street.

A little snow family popped up down the street.

The river by the lock and bridge has mostly frozen over. Mostly.

The river by the lock and bridge has mostly frozen over. Mostly.

Mill Cottage and its boats, slowly freezing in

Mill Cottage and its boats, slowly freezing in

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Another installment in that popular series of things that just make you pause and scratch your head for a moment, at least if you were raised in the Deep South (yes, Tallahassee counts).

We finally found ice sold in a grocery store. It took forever, but there it was all nice and frosty and in a bag. But wait...wait, what's that on the back?

Instructions!!!!

A hair salon in the heart of London

This is your Ikea plate and this is what happens when your favorite black currant jam falls off the coffee table and onto your Ikea plate

I take back much of what I naively thought about the French before visiting Paris, but this still cracks me up. It's a very high end chocolate store next to the Louvre and I really think they were doing a Thanksgiving/Easter egg mash up display

Seriously, why did no one mention this to me in the 90s? Need recovery, just sit here and wait.

But it's a limited time offer

The UK car alarm -- nothing says "Nothing to steal here!" like a Hello Kitty notebook on the passenger seat. (Full disclosure: that's my notebook and my car)

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