weather bear

Shortly after we first moved into the yurt, a distressing teddy bear accident occurred. A small green bear was tossed and landed on top of a tool closet shed thingy of Paul’s. We could see the bear from the yurt, but we could not reach it. And so the small green bear, alas, stayed put.

Time passed. Then, one day, Sophie said, “You know, he’s like the weather bear. When you want to know the weather, you just look out at him, and he tells you.” Eureka! The small green bear felt flush with purpose! From that day forth, he became Weather Bear!

Summer sun!

Winter snow, brrrr….

Rainy autumn weather—wear your slicker!

He looks kind of sad up there sometimes, slouched over, bleaching in the sun. But Weather Bear is committed to his work.

And unlike the weather man, Weather Bear is never wrong.