Quickly we went home, grabbed our snow pants and camera, and also a prop so I could at least make it somehow applicable to a litblog:
(Thanks to the photography skills of my four year old, you now know what the inside of an igloo looks like. Assuming, you didn't already.)
Finally, we made use of the scrapped blocks and built an inuksuk on the side. Not a bad addition, if I do say so myself:
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An Igloo of One's Own.
You folks are the coolest family in Canada! And your four year old takes better pictures than I do.
Remi: Yeah, I'm probably perpetuating stereotypes, but what the heck.
Barbara: She suggested a sepia setting, but I told her to keep it simple.
I was just thinking of something witty to say. Actually, I'm kind of envious. I used to live far enough north for huge snow forts and backyard ice rinks. It was a lot of fun.
To be in a place where you can chance upon an igloo is quite cool in all senses of the word.
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