Alaska Rosalie
Licked:  The Aftermath.

Licked:  The Aftermath.

It is a lot of skiing but someone has to do it.

It is a lot of skiing but someone has to do it.

If, for some reason, you live here and you do not cross country ski, may I suggest that you reconsider…

If, for some reason, you live here and you do not cross country ski, may I suggest that you reconsider…

This picture is called: ‘I don’t know how to take pictures of auroras, but it was really cool, believe me.”

This picture is called: ‘I don’t know how to take pictures of auroras, but it was really cool, believe me.”

Time spent not getting along with the people whom you love and the people who love you is just wasted time. Give your siblings a hug today if you can!

Time spent not getting along with the people whom you love and the people who love you is just wasted time. Give your siblings a hug today if you can!

She looks like a miniature Russian oligarch with her shades on and her furry hat and her designer suit and her sweet ride. 

She looks like a miniature Russian oligarch with her shades on and her furry hat and her designer suit and her sweet ride. 

A little visit with my all-time favorite winter bird,flashing a fantastic profile for my picture. Say hello to my new Dipper Kitchen logo model.  Work it!

A little visit with my all-time favorite winter bird,flashing a fantastic profile for my picture. Say hello to my new Dipper Kitchen logo model.  Work it!

A happy trio out enjoying the wind and the cold.

A happy trio out enjoying the wind and the cold.

AlaskaRosalie on your Radio.  My  essay is about three minutes from the end of the local news for 20 February at khns.org at the 8:30 mark.  Hope you listen and I always love to get comments…

I feel most free when I am skating. (Photo RML)

I feel most free when I am skating. (Photo RML)

This one was glad to come home to the snow.  I raced her on skis to the weir and she beat me by crossing in front of me, falling down, and then crawling across the finish line.  A competitor after my own heart. (photo RML)

This one was glad to come home to the snow. I raced her on skis to the weir and she beat me by crossing in front of me, falling down, and then crawling across the finish line. A competitor after my own heart. (photo RML)

Such attention to detail.

Such attention to detail.

It was like walking through a field of feathers spun from glass. Clear and cold, the hoarfrost crystals were more than an inch across in some spots.

I read an essay for Valentine’s Day at our local radio stations. My essay is approximately the last three minutes. Hope you listen and enjoy. I’d love to hear your comments and thoughts.

Just a few more paradise pictures, before we get back to winter…