With the exception of one weekend, it's been pretty wet up in the mountains lately. Kind of reminds me of my childhood winters in Montana. Soggy wet snow and log trucks rolling through town. Wood smoke hanging low in the air. Dark after school, and slogging through the slush on the walk home. I always wanted to wear my best sneakers to school and then I'd pussy foot along in tracks left by cars, trying not to get my feet wet..
These days I suffer through the winter skiing.