Our godson Ben, his parents, and their four dogs came for a lovely visit yesterday!
It was -15C, much better than the -34C it reached the other night! We bundled up and snowshoed back to the woodlot.
Ben was all cozy in his sled.
There are the menfolk, Patrick and Gordon. The snow doesn't look all that deep, until...
...you accidentally break through the icy crust and are in up to your (manly) knee!
The dogs had a blast.
Jack the German Shepherd loves fetching his frisbee.
Not quite the Shackleton expedition!
Maman pulls her son across the frozen tundra!
Gordon pulled for a while too.
Ben and I hung out in the woodlot. His cheeks were the colour of my coat!
Mittens, schmittens. We're Canadian!
Gordon has a very warm parka.
And a selfie with Patrick growing out of our heads!
Bïa the Border Collie in front, with Jack and one of the Nova Scotia Duck Tollers behind.
I do love me a winter a sky.
And the fearless little boy (who turns two this month!) prepares to venture off into the wilds.
No worries, we caught up with him before the coyotes could snatch him away! ;)
He liked getting a lift from Marie-Emmanuelle!
Gordon decided not to tromp across the frozen river.
Tree down in a recent storm.
And some poor wild turkey...
...fell victim to a coyote. Feathers everywhere! And we followed the drag trail into the trees.
Marie-Emmanuelle does an excellent turkey imitation.
The poor bird didn't even get to digest its corn supper before the coyote digested IT! Nature can be cruel, but there is no shortage of turkeys around here.
After the outing, Ben had fun sitting on the tractor inside the barn!
(FYI we did not steal that stop sign!! It was in the barn when we got here.)
And then we all went down to Bourdeau's, our favourite local "greasy spoon" and had a lovely meal together.
Maybe not such a great day for that poor turkey, but an excellent one for us!