Sunday was pretty much a carbon copy of Saturday. Up at Alta, H never once waited in line after the initial waiting-for-the-lifts-to-open line. No new snow, of course, and it never got crowded - when he left midday, the Wildcat base parking lot was about half full. Folks have moved on, is the general consensus. This was also the last weekend for the ski bus: H will have to drive himself for the remaining ski days (except for closing day, since parking reservations have long been all spoken for).
Down in the valley, A and M did their Dimple Dell walk where the biggest moment of excitement came from spotting a CAT chasing a SQUIRREL. That silly dog didn't know which to freak out over. It was another quiet day on the homefront (no weeding yet again, which I will likely regret in the future but was happy about in the moment). Housecleaning, meal prepping, hummingbird nectar making and feeder hanging, laundry. Dinner was a vegan Greek avgolemono soup, which seemed suitably Easter-y, and a foccaccia.
No foccaccia photo but it was a pretty good one
And we also did the first garage tailgate of the season, much to our neighbors' chagrin.
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