I slid home last night over the Bozeman pass at about 35 mph. It was just the perfect mix of rain turning to snow with temperatures that were dropping. It made the highway through the mountains a skating rink with impatient driver, some without snow tires. It was sort of comical in a sick way. I watched cars and trucks slide off the roadway in slow motion. In a stretch of 10 miles I saw 4 vehicles off the road and two others that had collided and were sitting waiting for the tow trucks.
Well all that to say, winter is here and so today, my car stayed in the driveway and I took a walk around the neighborhood to see the more beautiful aspects of a winter storm.
Livingston is so quaint when it gets snuggled in for the winter. Enjoy the view.
Oh God, I love this place!