When the ground hog predicted six more weeks of winter, I laughed. It was a pretty nice day and I was convinced that spring was imminent. After several back to back storms, unpredictable blocks of rain, sleet, grapple, hail, snow and ice, I have to admit the little fur ball was right. With one last big shove, Mother Nature decorated all the surrounding mountains with a blanket of snow, put on some amazing color displays and reminded us what a beautiful place we live in.
Purple and pink sunset.
Jet condensation trails on a cold morning.
Yellow and orange sunset while waiting for Mexican Food.
Brilliant blue skies!
In the next week the temperature will go from the 40's to the 70's and winter will have to release it's icy grip and give way to spring. The flowers and trees have already started to bloom and I'm ready to be back on the road, riding my motorcycle to destinations unknown.
