Snow. We woke up to snow that Saturday morning. And probably about three inches of it. Cynthia took a picture of my truck from her room in the condo.
It was beautiful. I think it was the first snow of the season. We were really concerned we might be get snowed in! Right. We went to town to eat breakfast and there was NO snow down the mountain. We even had snow when we got back from town! Perfect night to stay in. Cynthia had sprained or tore her achilles tendon so we went home and Molly fixed taco soup. We even fixed s’mores. Perfect evening. (Except for Cynthia in pain! Yikes!) The next morning we got up and packed to go home. Sigh. It has to end sometime. Some pictures on the drive down from the condo. Beautiful views! I keep repeating myself.The end!