Showing posts with label photos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photos. Show all posts
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Giant Snow Balls
The two oldest boys and I decided to climb to the top of the hill behind our house, start making some giant snow balls and let them roll down the hill destroying everything in their path. We're looking for a contractor to help rebuild the east side of our home....just kidding. We did make some big snow balls but in the end they either split in two or got so big I couldn't keep them moving. Well try again, maybe on the otherside of the hill where it's more steep. Here are some pictures Nicole took from the living room of us working.
My first attempt split in two. You can see it here below my feet. It doesn't look big because of the distance but you can see the size of these things in the next picture and the video at the end.
This was attempt number two. It just stopped going. Click on the picture to get a better idea of the size.
The boys next to the first one that split. We ended up rolling another in between the two pieces and made a slide out of the whole thing.
This video shows me rolling the first snow ball down the hill. You can barely see my head as I work to keep it rolling. It started to take off and then just split in two. That is why you see me throwing my hands up.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Our Supply of Flint
From my other blog:
I believe our property must have been located on an Indian (Native American) route to Flint Ridge. For years the boys have been finding all shapes, sizes and colors of flint rock. My father recently plowed a couple acres directly behind our house and the boys have been finding bucket loads of flint which, for some reason, finds it's way into our house. Not only into our house but upstairs, in the playroom, in the living room, in the dryer, in the bathroom sink...yeah, basically everywhere you look you can find some flint.
Did you know that flint, a type of quartz, is the 4th hardest rock after the diamond? hence the large scratch across the top of this table....
I believe our property must have been located on an Indian (Native American) route to Flint Ridge. For years the boys have been finding all shapes, sizes and colors of flint rock. My father recently plowed a couple acres directly behind our house and the boys have been finding bucket loads of flint which, for some reason, finds it's way into our house. Not only into our house but upstairs, in the playroom, in the living room, in the dryer, in the bathroom sink...yeah, basically everywhere you look you can find some flint.
Did you know that flint, a type of quartz, is the 4th hardest rock after the diamond? hence the large scratch across the top of this table....Sunday, October 18, 2009
October Hiking
The cool weather has got the boys excited about doing some hiking. We went out both Saturday and Sunday. Both times we simply went on the property behind the house. Enjoy...
Anthony, king of the hill.
Samuel. Our house just above his left shoulder.
Looking up the valley, grandma and grandpa's house - middle right.
Boys will be boys even with their Blessed Mother... I don't know why they think their coats can come off when they get back down to the house.
This was Saturday. It was damp. The cats went with us. One of the three came back. Another came back a day later, haven't seen the third....

The great hunters.
...or maybe militia?
...yeah, definitely militia.
He loves this broken-down plastic dart gun. He figured out that he can shove sticks down the barrel and shoot them out. Okay, yes, dad showed him by using a crayon but don't tell my wife!
The Kentuckyian Rifles. The oldest two got these when we went to see Tecumseh this summer. A great investment. They've really held up well.
They did see a couple deer but no coyotes.
Proud of his missing tooth.
One of the last Golden Rod flowers around.
Samuel blazing a trail. One of their favorite things to do is to go into this new growth area (it's about 14 years old) and knock off all of the lower branches. The trees are so dense that the lower branches and small trees don't get any light and die. In the spring it's like a whole other world - dense, dark, and lush - it's like our own Shire.
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