Snow continues to be the big story for those of us in what is now the great white north. Following the four+ inches last week, another six-eight fell in various locations on the Upper Trail. Closer to town, the totals were higher, thanks to a strong east wind that kicked up some lake-effect snow. Monday was sunny and bright, as evidenced by this photo. Definitely a day to use sunglasses. With the ever-climbing sun, we are seeing rays and shadows in places that have been shaded since November.
As I wrote the other day, it is almost like a lottery, watching the forecasts and wondering who will win the most snowfall. One moment, we hear 8-13 inches, the next, they have downgraded us to 6-10. I finally quit looking, since it doesn't much matter. What we end up with is the real thing that makes a difference.
Our friend John skiied into his remote cabin on Friday. Before leaving, he shared that he really hoped that he would get snowed in. That is a dream I love to have, and occasionally it has come true. I told Greg this morning that if we truly do get a dumping, I'll have to make a batch of cookies for John, as a thank you for making it happen. For some folks, I know this would definitely be a moment of "Be careful what you wish for." Not here. We'll take it, whatever we can get. Greedy? Not so much!