It’s going to snow tomorrow. They say, fairly hard. I haven’t seen this situation for a while. I’m happier than hell I’m alive to see it.
We got seasons here. When you pop the garage in heber and get your first look of the day, it won’t look like the day before. I’m growing to appreciate that. The desert, for all its vast and open beauty, it had 2 weeks of the green season, and the rest was brown. I got no choice than to appreciate where I’m at. I won’t look anywhere else right now. There are things to do.