McCall in February

Nothing better than a winter trip to McCall with the family. Watching everyone go tubing from the nice warm motorhome is my idea of fun! Later in the day Paul and I decide to go for a walk along the back roads, and I notice these really cool branches with that green moss growing all over them. "I'd like one of those," I mention, and I head off into the snowy meadow to fetch my branch. I soon discover that it was too thick to just break off and was wishing I'd brought along my green chain saw. So I head back for the road and suddenly found my right leg had gone through the crusty top layer of snow and I was up to my thigh in cold, wet snow. Paul, standing out on the road watching me, says, "What about the branch over there, just to the right?" " WHAT?!?" I scream. " I can't even stand up!!!" He obviously doesn't realize the peril I'm in. So I pull out my leg as best as I can and crawl over to the road, soaking wet but grateful to be alive. Think I'll wait for summer to get the moss branches.

A winter quilt - all the fabrics look like winter
in the pines. I backed it with fleece, so it's
really comfy.