keeping the home fires burning

 Another pandemic winter weekend in SLC ... I have to confess to being slightly less productive this time around.  Milton and I did our 3+ mile walks Saturday and Sunday mornings, and Sunday was so gorgeous - and even spring-like - that we went further by returning home through Dimple Dell.  Lots of folks out walking dogs and we met a very polite husky puppy named Kai.

Looking west across the Salt Lake valley to

the not-so-snowy Oquirrh mountains

On the homefront, I cleaned the bathrooms, swept the garage and did laundry; I did not have to vacuum because H did it all midweek.  While he was skiing, I made brownies and a golden milk cake with vanilla icing, plus a batch of Moroccan harira (soup) for the freezer and another batch of tofu jerky.  We tried new recipes for dinner as well: a stew with dumplings and a chana saag with kale and rice, both from Isa Does It.  Photos are lacking because all these dishes were resoundingly un-photogenic (and I am no food photographer) but they were all tasty and that's what counts.

It can't be that bad when you have first tracks

all the way through Catherine's Area

H skied at Alta both Saturday and Sunday.  Unfortunately, he's not having all that much fun.  He has to go up really early to ensure getting a parking spot as parking is filling around 8:30 a.m. these days, long before the lifts start; Sunday he was up there at 7:39 a.m. and had to sit in the truck until the lifts opened at 9:15.  People are being schmucks about wearing masks and complying with the new lift line procedures, lift lines are 20+ minutes and there's just not that much snow, plus it was very windy up there both days - even though there wasn't any wind down in the valley.  In all, it's not making for rad times up on the hill.

Beautiful and breezy on Sunday

On the plus side, there's cake down here at home.