not much to report

Its like we are in a waiting pattern around here - waiting for seths spring hockey league to begin, for snow to melt and leaves begin to grow on the birch tree, waiting on a new addition to the Aasland clan (no not me), waiting to see if its a girl or a boy (dang Krissy), waiting on the new furniture to arrive to metamorphis the living room, waiting for Sydney to decide to potty train - She was doing the happy dance the other day and I asked if she needed to use the toilet - she ran and put the ring on the seat!!!! Plus, she now says thank you for changing her diaper - I think its almost time.

Twins

When driving around the neighborhood looking for our jet and kinley, we found these 2. Maybe word is getting around that our neighborhood is a safe place for youngings.

Jet and Kinley

Woke up this morning and we had some more visitors in the backyard. Its calf season time and this one is probably a few days old. The mom is pretty trusting to be separated from the baby, but she is keeping an eye on us.

Update: It is almost 2pm and they are still here. Kinley has gone as far as the 2nd house over and then came back over the fence when Jet started crying. He has tried feeding twice, but mom keeps walking away (not a good sign) - hopefully they will leave together.

Update: It is 8pm, they are still here and are bedding down for the night - we even cooked on the deck for dinner and they stayed around. We had plans to work on the deck today, but you know how best laid plans go. Maybe we should of had moose burgers for dinner instead of shrimp.

Going Up

A bear up in Prudoe Bay, Alaska had a need to do some exploring. After being amazed by the climbing I then asked myself how did he get down?

So Gross

I guess one of the good things of the fallin' snow we had last week was it delayed the annual scoop the moose poop in your yard event. It is nice to have these large animals come in your yard, but you know they are going to leave some "presents" and your first job of lawn care is to rake it all up. As a kid, on camping trips, we would put gloves on and make moose sculptures and you can always find moose poop tie tacks/jewelry or stir sticks in the shops downtown. I think I will pass on poop dangling so close to my nose, thank you very much. Just another unique aspect of living in Alaska and the funny things we do to keep busy.

Duck, Duck, Polar Bear or is it Tag?

I sure hope he left his car unlocked. Pictures taken in Shishmaref, by Nome, Alaska.

Glen it is

I had to go back to December to find out what letter we are on for moose visitors. We are on G and Seth named this one Glen. I took the picture right outside the car window - I could have poked his rear end but I am no greenhorn and know better.