Winter scenes

 Only seven degrees this morning, but a spectacular winter sunrise. 

I crunched down to check out our bit of riverfront. Something looked "different" from the house when we arrived yesterday.

No wonder. More trees felled by the busy beavers, including the healthy young cottonwood posted with our property sign at the head of the trail. No respect! John salvaged the sign before it turned up on a beaver dam somewhere down the river. If there are any trees left in the spring, I guess we'll find another place to hang it.

Amanda and Tom are working today, so we drove Nova to her job at the clothing boutique in Winthrop. Maya is skiing this afternoon with friends. The kids sure have a great life over here.

And so very grown up. 

Well, here we are in the final hours of 2024. I'm personally having a hard time feeling optimistic about 2025. But then I look at these beautiful young faces, and can still hear our dad saying, "Take one day at a time."