I took this on the flight home from Chicago last week, and I believe we’re flying over Ogden, Utah right here not far north of Salt Lake City. That was the first window seat I had last week, and every thirty minutes I’d take a look out over the wing at the ground below. I’m not kidding, every square mile of land between Chicago and Utah was covered in snow. Nothing but an intimidating white expanse as far as I could see for the entire flight. Really spooky and yet so startlingly beautiful.