On Saturday, H's fourth day of skiing at Alta, with very little (if any) new snow (despite the small storm that brought rain to the valley on Friday), there were only a handful of people on the bus. Easy to get a seat! The mountains were likely losing snow like crazy, however, since it was already 30F when H started skiing at 9:15 a.m. And whether you want to call them "low clouds" or "fog," that sort of low-hanging moisture just eats snow. When H got home, the official report was: "Visibility was not great - you would have hated it."
While H was shredding what could be shredded, Milton and A did their Sego Lily loop walk (3.2 miles); made a leek, kale and potato frittata; took care of the laundry (started some new and put away clean); did some work on organizing for the upcoming holidays; baked giant ginger cookies with the new KitchenAid stand mixer A won at her company holiday party; and walked to the library for more books. When H got home from his post-skiing trail run, the official report was: "Feels like October." And I sure wish it would actually get cold because the plants (weeds) in our yard are still green and growing.
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