This is the mountain that rises up behind the house. It's called Bear Mountain. The odd thing is, we lived at the base of a considerably smaller Bear Mountain in Virginia.


In the winter when the leaves are off, supposedly we catch an occasional glimpse of Mt. McKinley through this break in the trees.


We have many large rocks and patches of lovely fireweed in the yard.


Here's the dog pen and you can see one of the neighbor's houses through the trees in the background.


This neighbor is directly across the street. Nice log cabin.


Here's Alicia May in her new yard sale snow boots! We're all set now!