The weather is more than beautiful right now, Spring is here... and I think I only had to scrape snow off my windshield 3 times all Winter. I don't think I wore an actual coat (except to go snowboarding) all season. The worst week of winter was earlier this month - where in the space of a week I had to drive through a blizzard every night home from Salt Lake (once with out a cell phone and zero visibility). But the snow never stuck around, it was just weird! I've gotten into the habit of stopping at the Indian Road Trail-head every day after work and just soaking in the evening sunshine.. or before the time changed, the cool mountain air. Then at night I always sit on my porch bench (the one I inherited from my grandparents) to talk on the phone or just relax. It's nice that this winter hasn't hampered that habit at all... 40 degree nights aren't bad at all.
The downside is that I haven't done any "winter hobbies" at all... I've been snowboarding a handful of times, and snowshoeing only once. But my indoor winter hobbies suffered greatly, I haven't knitted, crocheted, cross-stitched, quilted, or drawn anything! The only thing remotely crafty has been making earrings with my Aunt Dez, and (while talking on the phone at night w/ boys) binding three corners of my quilt.
Life is pretty awesome.
One morning, after traffic counts, I drove up to the Edgemont Cemetery to take in the beautiful morning view and look what I found in a bush:
Is it a wild hen? A grouse? Whatever it was it wasn't scared of me at all... I finally got back in my bug because I thought it was going to attack me.
Then I got to work and someone told me it was just a normal chicken that was lost in the foothills. Disappointing.
