We left Leander in Smögen on Sweden’s west coast for the winter season, and came back to the Boston area to live for the winter. We rented a comfortable furnished home in Marblehead from Thanksgiving until the start of April, enjoying the snowiest winter ever recorded in the area.
Here are some pictures of our stay.
We got lots of snow in Boston this winter. The first snow was a true novelty, with our Marblehead neighbors turning out en masse to walk in the white and socialize. There would be a lot more to come.
Sima and Aylin make snow angels.
Making snowmen in the back yard.
The snow-family mostly complete.
Alexander shows mom how he wants his snowboy’s face to look.
Sima and Aylin
Aylin surveys the snow goblins gathering at the back window after nightfall caps a particularly snowy day.
Alexander never met a snow bank that he didn’t want to eat.
Out for a family walk in the snow.
Aylin, asleep on the toboggan, with her arms tucked into her scarf to keep them from dragging on the ground as we moved through town.
Alexander works to clear a path to the door.
Alexander in his snow fort.
Alexander and dad after finishing a snow monkey. (Why wait to eat snow banks when you can snatch it right out of the air?!)
This wasn’t the worst of the snow falls. We’d clean out after one, and the next would hit. It became such that Paul could not throw the snow high enough to reach the top of the snow banks.
Cleaned up after one storm.
Ice crystals on an attic window at dusk.
Accumulated snow on the roof. We cleaned it off, as it created a risk of collapse.
Snow gathering in the back yard. Remember that snowman family from the first snow fall? They’re buried under an ocean of snow, and won’t see the sun again until late April.
Gramps reads to Aylin.
Alexander celebrates his fourth birthday.
And Paul his 51st.
Christmas at the Robertsons. We got the kids more presents than they needed. After they’d opened half, we stuck the remainder, unopened, in a closet, to save for a rainy day. They were having trouble figuring out what to do with so many toys. It was a good lesson for us.
Aylin at play on Christmas Day.
Aylin and Scarlett opening presents on Christmas Day at Paul’s parents’ home in Lynn.
Alexander examines a present on Christmas Day. He can become engrossed.
Alexander and Aylin asleep.
The kids help dad stretch out before a run.
Aylin refusing to share her breakfast with a visitor.
Some time ago, Paul had come across a stamp issued by the tiny island of Tristan da Cunha, where his great-, great-, great-grandfather, Alexander Robertson died. The stamp commemorated a visit to the island of the HMS Julia, the ship on which Alexander sailed. The stamp was beautiful, and Paul contacted Tristan da Cunha to inquire about getting a copy of the print. The trail led to England, and eventually, to make a long story short, the artist, John Batchelor, one of the most acclaimed illustrators in England, gave the original art work to us. Here is Alexander holding the painting of ship on which his namesake sailed.
If you know just where and when to look, you can find the very last of the waning crescent moon, the night before the new moon.
Alexander goes for a walk at the beach with Gramps.
Alexander performed in his first school concert in December with his Devereux School classmates. That’s him tucked in the second row, middle, looking particularly serious.
Alexander also performed in a holiday play with his First Meeting House classmates, here playing the badger in a reading of Jan Brett’s children’s book, “The Mitten.”
Aylin, in turn, attended day care at the Jewish Community Center (the “JCC”). She enjoyed it, and would sometimes charge out of the kitchen to get her lunch box, ready to go to “Soool” at the “ABCD.”
Sima also found an outdoor school for Alexander, the Forest Kindergarten located in Newbury. It was a long drive for us each Wednesday, but well worth it. Alexander loved his time in the snow.
Alexander pulling a sled back to base camp.
Alexander with his classmates and teachers at Forest Kindergarten.
Alexander looking all the part of an outdoorsman.
Alexander with one of his teachers, Lauren Bertdone, at the Forest Kindergarten.
Alexander with Lead Naturalist Debbie Lyons after school.
Alexander’s last day of school at the First Meeting House. Hr loved it there.
At the Devereux School, Alexander talks guitars with one of his teachers, Eric Russell.
We set up a feeder outside of our window, and had lots of visitors, much to the delight of Alexander and Aylin. And mom and dad, too.
Mommy cardinal came in a snow storm, and she used to linger leisurely at at the feeder.
Dad came in the sun, and his visits were quick and furtive.
Mr. Blue Jay came late in the season, and he used to hide in the bushes until he was sure the coast was clear. A neighborhood cat would sometimes visit the area.