The scenery grows.

This is not a post. This is just scenery and love and snow.

Did y'all meet the bear? We named him Brick. M took him skiing.

More oatmeal. Oatmeal and kisses. Oatmeal kisses, milky breath, sandy hair.

That's Lake Donner, not to be confused with Lake Tahoe. Isn't she pretty? So still. Afraid to ripple.