When H went back up to Alta Sunday morning, he took the 6:30 bus again. The bus was five minutes late but he managed to get a seat, for which he was grateful: he heard over the radio that the next bus was full to bursting, SRO. The mountains hadn't really gotten any overnight snow but the clouds were very low and it was spitting snow off and on all day, again not amounting to a whole lot but making visibility awful - skiing in the actual clouds makes flat light like we'd had the day before seem clear and bright. It got colder as the day wore on and the snow held up.
Meanwhile, down in the valley, Milton and I timed our morning walk just right to avoid the rain, which picked up just as we headed off for a post-walk Costco run. On the way home, I swung by a little local coffee drive-thru and Milton got his very first drive-thru biscuit, which was very exciting. The rest of our day, while it rained off and on, involved lots of laundry, getting caught up on posting here, chocolate chip cookies, homemade vegetable soup and red lentil soup and a leek and potato frittata for dinner. I didn't quite get around to vacuuming but a girl can only do so much.
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