When we were at Jack’s last weekend, we spent a couple hours on Saturday up on Jack’s prairie watching some brush piles burn, making snowmen and “sledding.” I didn’t bring my camera, so these photos are all courtesy of Maretta.
Here we are getting ready to leave.
There’s Kyle ready for a winter adventure.
Bryan and Andrew heading out. That’s the frozen Wisconsin River behind them.
Sylvia walked most of the way up the hill. Here she wanted a carry because her legs were “sore.”
Winter still life.
There’s my handsome brother-in-law!
Sylv and Bryan.
The snow was just perfect for snow balls and snow men. I had fun rolling up some big balls.
Kyle helps me stack the middle snow ball on the big snowman.
Packing it in.
Bryan pulled Sylvia around in this big tub. She loved it!
Andrew takes a lick from the snowman.
Kyle and I finish off snowman #1.
This might be the biggest one I’ve made!
After getting a hat and a face and some arm, this snowman gets a hug.
With snow this packable, a snowball fight was inevitable.
No tears were shed during this mayhem.
Bryan’s amused.
Kyle and I went to work and made an Andrew snowman.
While we all goofed off, Jack lit about seven big stacks of dry wood (remnants from a pine stand that was removed a couple years ago). The rippling flames were beautiful. And toasty. Andrew tried to douse the flames of one by throwing snowballs at it continuously for a long time. He made a bit of a dent in the inferno, but not much.
Finally, we made a Sylvie snowman. Here, Kyle inserts the paci. It was holding Poodle too, but that was short lived as the real Sylvie wasn’t OK sharing with the snowman.
The Sylvie snowman is wearing a bark crown.
Matt enjoying a winter day at Jack’s.
Sylvia removes the paci from the snowman.
Here’s our trio of snowpeople. They are watching the bon fires. Perhaps in extreme horror. We spent a while contemplating what the snowmen would do after we left. Lots of wild adventures were considered à la Snowmen at Night.
Andrew brings home a dried milkweed pod. A beautiful reminder of seasons past.
So that’s it for photos from Jack’s winter weekend 2011. Regular attendees who weren’t there, we missed you!!