Mike and Jessie visit and meet Peanutbutter the sheep.
Hiking by the Shenandoah on an icy day.
A warm reunion of Mennonite folk who once spent a semester in Oregon with Doug (at right).
Jessie shows off her laundry line.
I’m fascinated by the transition from solid to liquid that happens at the icy boundaries of the river.
Sunset illuminates the ice on the Shenandoah River, North Fork
By the Shenandoah River, North Fork
Stretch marks form as the ice slowly changes states
This perfect platter of ice fell out of Peanutbutter’s pail.