The Hubby and I are in Utah for the holiday, and it is shaping up into a frigid experience.
A freezing cold Alaska apparently sent this front our way, and we will hopefully be able to see our 3 Utah children for Thanksgiving if they can brave the roads for 70-110 miles in the next 16-36 hours.
Such beauty is all around us as the white sparkley stuff continues to fall and blanket the entire outside world in a soft cloud. It started about 4 hours ago in a blizzard of furry. The wind was coming from the north, no the south, no the north as it twirled around us when we came out of the big Walmart in town (which is a whole 'nother post for this blog.)
It has now settled down to light falling snow with hardly a breeze.
So pretty, as we snuggle comfortably in my MIL's home and enjoy our electricity and lights and warmth, and each other.
Quite a memory for this Colorado girl from California. I used to be used to this kind of thing.