little cutie

crosspost: this is L. Mike's niece, she's strong! L worked very hard to earn her fresh from the condenser maple syrup. I'm positive that she whined less than I did about how heavy the buckets were.

hey mike?

this is mike.  he's a awesome guy.  once he pretended to be my dad so that i could go snowboarding, the day we learned that snowboarding should be added to the list of sports i shouldn't participate in, thanks mike!  mike needs a facebook profile picture, friends don't let friends look like this:

we're friends right mike? you don't just pretend to like me because i married your cute youngest brother?  we are?  good.  now, right click, save picture, and upload it to facebook.  please?

a word about my watermark

my hubs brought it to my attention tonight that he isn't a fan of the big "do not copy" watermark on my photos.  please rest assured, it is there for a reason.  someday i would like to consider doing photography for profit - it's an expensive habit that to continue long term will need to start paying for itself (except for my little punk and any siblings and or cousins he may have).  as such, i want to make sure that all of my work is presented in the best possible light.  images pulled from my blog are sized for the internet and as such are small image files at low resolution, not the best example.  

so, images on this blog (and the 365 blog when i start that back up) will always be watermarked.  however, if you want a full resolution image to use or print, please let me know, i'll send it right out to you.

ice fishing: part deux

hotrod brought the 4x4 - the unloading part always freaks me out.

no old fashioned fishing for us.  we're too cool to lug our gear to the ice by hand. 

my idea of a power auger.

errr...weren't there just too of you?

I got in on the fun.

i offered up $20 if he didn't dump me...i wasn't really going to pay, totally wasn't necessary to dump me, thank you very much.

back off ladies, this hot young stud is spoken for.  unless he doesn't burn the hat, then he's up for grabs.

actually, forget the early american fighter pilot wanna be hat, i think i'll keep him.

ice fishing

this morning we woke up early and headed out to the lake.  i'm not gonna lie, the cracking ice freaked me out!

too bad we only caught francis and his brother moe

the little punk came out for a while, it took him a few minutes to get his ice legs under him, but before long he was running around like nothing.  punk thought that the dead/frozen minnows were sleeping and kept telling them to "wake up!"

a few more pics to post later this week - for now it's grading and planning for the coming week.