So today we got up to make a trip to Costco. It's a journey. It's about two hours away, depending on the roads. We'd been fearing the weather, because we were being threatened with high winds and heavy accumulations of snow. Good news? No snow on this side of the divide. Bad news? Yeah, high winds. Seriously.
First, we live on the east side of the Divide. Due north is Butte, which is west of the divide. The divide is not straight. We live in the middle of the Rockies, which are hundreds of miles wide, really. So we were lucky. No snow today.
The skies were amazing. The clouds were gun metal blue. At one point, ahead of us the clouds were blowing so that they looked like the smoke of a huge forest fire. The birches and cottonwoods gleamed like silver in the morning light, and the willows were brilliant yellow. I used to live in the midwest where there was really no color in winter (except for evergreen trees). But in Montana, the trees are colorful, and then you have the bush willows in the bottoms that are crimson.
The truck was pretty okay on the way--had a tail wind. All the semis coming over the passes from Butte were caked in snow. It was kind of surreal because there was almost no snow on the mountains around us. On the way home, we were heading into the wind and getting bounced all over the road. In Montana, it's good to have one of those ridiculously large vehicles with four wheel drive. Much safer. Seriously.
So home again, and now to work.
Maybe it will snow tonight. Arctic air coming in a couple of days. Brrrr.
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It's a good thing everything's so close, because there's not a single time I don't go to the grocery store and come home with three items not on the list, and missing two things that were. Sigh.