In a two horse open sleigh…
What a fun way to spend the afternoon! Thanks to Papa Ed for the wonderful adventure!
John 1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was in the beginning with God. 3 All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. 4 In him was life, and the life was the light of men. 5 The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome. 9 The true light, which gives light to everyone, was coming into the world. 10 He was in the world, and the world was made through him, yet the world did not know him. 11 He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him. 12 But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God, 13 who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. 14 And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6
My husband has a very demanding job that leaves him on the road a vast majority of the time. He works as an agronomist and is a agronomic adviser. It is hard for both of us for him to be gone so much and spread so thin, especially with a full-time job of raising sheep, and having eight kids. Occasionally though, there are some perk benefits to his job. Over Thanksgiving week, my beloved had to attend a conference in Canada and I was able to go with. My parents watched the kids, our oldest son watched the farm and we headed off. The conference was in Banff National Park. I was pretty excited to get to see some new country and just hang out with my hubby. When we arrived at our motel, I think my jaw hit the ground…
Umm, ya! My first stay in a castle! Fairmont Banff Hot Spring. The first day I thoroughly enjoyed exploring around outside the castle and taking a few pictures (of course)!
I hiked down to the frozen falls…
My husband had meeting all day long, so the second day, I slept in late, had a wonderful lunch, enjoyed my first massage and hung out in the mineral pools and spa!
The evenings we spent wining and dining.
Our last morning there, which happened to be Thanksgiving morning we awoke to a wonderful sunrise and headed for home…
It was a beautiful day for traveling, cold but plenty of sunshine!
A couple of pictures I took with my phone…
We made good time home. I really had to just appreciate the scenery and bite my tongue to not stop at every beautiful spot! We will have to go back again when we have a bit more time. But we did make it home for Thanksgiving dinner with the family…
Lone coyote meandering through the sagebrush in the Tetons.
Sandhill Cranes in Tetons National Park…
The Sandhill Crane’s call is a loud, rolling, trumpeting sound whose unique tone is a product of anatomy: Sandhill Cranes have long tracheas (windpipes) that coil into the sternum and help the sound develop a lower pitch and harmonics that add richness.
Sandhill Cranes are known for their dancing skills. Courting cranes stretch their wings, pump their heads, bow, and leap into the air in a graceful and energetic dance.
The elegance of cranes has inspired people in cultures all over the world—including the great scientist, conservationist, and nature writer Aldo Leopold, who wrote of their “nobility, won in the march of aeons.”
Although some start breeding at two years of age, Sandhill Cranes may reach the age of seven before breeding. They mate for life—which can mean two decades or more—and stay with their mates year-round. Juveniles stick close by their parents for 9 or 10 months after hatching.
The earliest Sandhill Crane fossil, estimated to be 2.5 million years old, was unearthed in the Macasphalt Shell Pit in Florida.
Sandhill Crane chicks can leave the nest within 8 hours of hatching, and are even capable of swimming.
The oldest Sandhill Crane on record was at least 36 years, 7 months old. Originally banded in Wyoming in 1973, it was found in New Mexico in 2010.
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Everyone seems to be enjoying the snowy weather we’ve had.
The sheep and dogs seem to do better in the cold than in the heat, which especially make sense with our Icelandic sheep.
We are suppose to be getting more snow later on this week! We shall see.
While camping in Grand Tetons, we were able to see this mighty Bull Moose, I’ve posted other pics of him here…
Before spotting him though, Mark and I were outside, blissfully enjoying our first cup of hot coffee for the morning, It was one of the more cool mornings we had at Gros Ventre campground. A car stopped beside our trailer and parked on the road. It was a bit strange because the road was closed just a bit down the road. The guy finally got out with his camera and gear, which perked my interest! We grabbed our camera’s and woke up our oldest and let her know we were going on a walk. In just a couple of steps up and out of campsite and to the other side of the road we could see what made the other guy stop…
What we thought were two mule deer bucks, ended up being three!
We hung out for a while there and noticed another guy walking right past the deer, with a huge camera. We decided to follow him just a little ways which led to…
This is what we came back to at the campsite…
The kids roasting mini-marshmallows around the fire… 🙂
What a wonderful way to start the day!
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