Now that the ice is a distant memory, I can really appreciate how beautiful it all was. If it just wasn't so dang dangerous. Here are some pictures from the good camera....
We woke up that first morning to this crepe myrtle completely weighted down by ice. It usually stands so tall. |
I love all these hundreds of little icicles. |
Branches facing downward from the weight of it all. |
My Dad put out bird seed since there was nothing else for them to eat. |
Lots of wrestling. Walker gets the biggest kick out of Grayson throwing him around ;) |
"Tickle, tickle, tickle!" - Grayson |
Walker loves to jump! Just like Grayson used to :) |
Well, he still loves to ;) We were so bored, Mimi and Pop even let them jump on the bed! Mimi would say, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed!" |