The snow creaked beneath our feet like only a frigid morning could bring. Rubbing the holiday crust out of our eyes we loaded up into the old Ford truck and set out to resume our normal Monday morning school drop off routine. As we pulled up to school something looked different. No busses, no kids and not a soul to be found. We looked at each other like we just saw the ghost of holidays past. You see, sometimes our local school district tacks an extra day off onto an already long 2 week winter break. I’m sure we received a notice at some point explaining the subtraction of this Monday from the school calendar but to Pearl and I, it was news to us.
So what did we do? We threw on our snow boots, packed up some hot chocolate, brushed off the snow in the bed of the truck and decided we’d hit the antique picking together. Sometimes the best history class for a 7 year old is spending a day digging thru pieces of american history with her dad.
Enjoy the photo essay below of our day picking in the snow.
The moment we realized "No School!"
Time to brush off the old Ford.
A quick geography lesson with an old globe bank we found.
A little hot cocoa break in the back of the pickup.
Unloading a few of the pieces we found.