the start of my Saturday
The week’s foot of new snow and very cold temperatures will not be the last of Winter that we see here in Northwest Montana, but it might be the last cold, powdery, heavy snow. It is beautiful beyond words this morning as the sun made the crystalline surface glimmer as if in a fantasy. It is supposed to rise above freezing in today’s bright sunshine. I will be out every second I can enjoying nature’s sparkle while it lasts.
Karl and I are headed to Missoula to fetch the Winnebago. It looks to be a perfect day to drive around the lake and through the valley bordered by the Missions to east and Bitteroots to the west. And back, hopefully…