I always wanted to build an igloo and live in the snow...
Snow mustaches and clothes made from the animals I killed to eat & feed my family.
Living on the edge with loved ones meant for surviving this place.
Though there are lots of smiles, it would be tough by the standards i've come to appreciate...
But Love of those close must make it all tolerable...
i remember making daisychains... hated when the paste dried and broke them apart.
Mom was good at taping them since i put so much work into it...
I was always looking to break "world records" in length, with no one color touching another in the link, hahaha.
It did look tacky on our Christmas tree one year, but I'd do it all again.
