There is no place like home.

We got home yesterday from our trip to Island Park, Idaho. The park ranger said it was the coldest Memorial Day in many many years. I believe him. It was probably in the 40's most of the time. We had rain, snow and more rain. The kids had a blast. We borrowed a cabin and 32 of us were there. the first picture is a picture of some of the wood work in the cabin. Doesn't look like I got to many inside cabin shots except of the grand kids. The next one is a cabin and a water wheel that some long dead pioneer built (forgot the name, sorry) and is now part of the park attractions. The last two pictures are of the cabin and notice the snow. Well there wasn't that much but that must have been what fell off the house earlier this year. You could see the ground most places. But is was beautiful to sit and watch the snow come down in the pines.We had crafts for the kids, bubbles, puzzles, games and when all else failed they went outside in the rain/snow and played. The guys and kids did a little fishing (no one caught anything till after everyone left). We did a little hiking and some went to Yellowstone to see Old Faithful (they thought they were going to get snowed in and not make it back to the cabin). We had a great time but I am thinking next year needs to be somewhere warm.