It's (finally) beginning to look more like winter

The weatherman/woman said the chance of snow this weekend was good.  Of course, he/she has said that many times this year -- all for naught.  So this time, we thought we'd "triple-dog dare" the forecasters and head up to the mountains for a few days.


Low and behold, we woke up Sunday to a fresh snowfall of 6-8 inches of fluffy stuff.  Add that to the existing foot or so and you get a wonderland for good girls and boys and dogs.

Oakley playing in front of our cabin.

He eyes the new snowdrift.

Despite Carolyn's warning, he jumps into said bank of snow.

And immediately, he discovers a desire to escape the mound.

"There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather."
John Ruskin

We hope all is well in each of your worlds.  We're looking forward to seeing many of you in Quincy for Easter.  Much love, David, Carolyn, Hannah (she sends a big "hi" from the NW), Oakley and Circa from under the couch down in SLC.

Since we've been on several road trips, we've had requests to share some of our adventures.  These pix are from our January trip to Moab, UT.  The four of us (Carolyn, Hannah, me and Oakley) had an early morning hike before loading up and moving onto Durango and Albuquerque.

Moab is located in southeastern Utah and is famous for its red rock canyons and surroundings.  Since I'm color-blind, it took me a long time (30 years or more) to gain an appreciation for the scenery.  And now I have...