This shot was taken about three hours into the snowstorm.
Experiencing a strange mood where I don’t feel like crumpling up the entire world and throwing it into the toilet.
When the two-day storm came to an end Sunday afternoon the final tally of snow at the house was around 20 inches.
These are the hills that line the entrance to Emigration Canyon looking like a bowl of frosted Froot Loops.
Arizona v. Utah v. Me.
I flew back to Salt Lake City early yesterday morning. Really, really early. I left gorgeous weather in New York, and right now there’s about a foot of snow in the yard. This means that someone out there said, “There definitely won’t be another significant storm this year.” Out loud. And whoever you are, you [...]
Another storm came through last night and dumped over six inches of snow. When it first started rolling across the valley late yesterday afternoon, the clouds looked like the ones in the South that bring tornadoes, and right as it starting snowing the whole sky lit up with lightning. I’ve never in my life witnessed [...]