We're back in Brevig Mission and under quarantine. We're allowed to go outside, so I've been taking walks with the kids in the mornings before most people are awake.
We found a little trail down by the lagoon. I'm kind of embarrassed that we've lived here for eleven years and I didn't know about it. I guess I should get out more.
I'm also embarrassed to admit that I saw more tundra flowers on this one little walk than I've seen in all of my time in Alaska combined.
Maybe our walk was the most flower-strewn walk ever, or maybe I need to get out more (that's kind of an ongoing theme here...)
The tundra flowers were right there. Not even very far from our house.
I don't really know a lot about tundra flowers. I know nothing about tundra flowers.
It'd be really cool if I could tell you what type of flower this is.
On this blog you'll just find me wondering what the heck this is.
Or this. It almost looks like the subarctic version of a Bird of Paradise.
This one I know. It's fireweed. Which, by the way, makes really yummy jelly.
Kaitlyn and Levi were less interested in flowers and more interested in minnows.
When I didn't have my head down looking at flowers, I was taking in the colors of Fall. It won't last long.
Moral of the story: when I get outside, I like it. I should do it more often.
P.S. This little lady stayed at home. She'll make her formal debut on the blog soon. 🙂