Upon arrival in Girdwood (just south of Anchorage) where Jeff had rented a gorgeous house for all of us...we find there is a bear in the tree over the hot tub.
Yup, that fuzzy butt is a black bear!
Did that stop me from getting warmed up?
Nope.
We practised on a little bag of dirt and gold the mine gave us and each found our few flakes...but not anything in the river.The day of the wedding was wet and cold and dreary, but charming!Wedding cup cakes!We were dressed in our finery, on the porch of the log cabin where the ceremony took place.
We watched Don chop...
We watched Don cook...
I had a chowder lesson....
Then we feasted...
Stay tuned for a tale of the buts...Halibut that is....
and don't miss the upcoming, "Clams, A Love Story", to be seen at a blog near you....
6 comments:
Sue and Jim,
Lovely pix and lots of fun. But, you kept complaining of the cold. It doesn't look cold now.
Keep having fun!
Patsy
Is it true that a bear in the tree is worth-----something?
I've always heard that.
Patsy
Supposed to be bare in the hot tub, not in the tree!
Cold? You think 'cause the sun is shining it is warm? It is to laugh! As soon as the sun comes out these crazy Northerners put on tank tops, shorts and flip-flops. Doesn't matter that the HIGH for the day is 58 drgrees....it is summer, baby!
Oh...
I guess that's why my daughter keeps telling me that it's cold in Seattle in July when it's 65.
I love "Bare in the hot tub" remark.
Patsy
Peeps can have fun no matter where they are or what the weather. You prove that!
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