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Honest, I had no intentions of going for a swim, so no warning necessary.
If you click on this one, check out the icicles hanging from the light front left.
Across the lake toward Fred Meyers, where I'd just been.
They're supposed to be doing outhouse races here tomorrow somewhere. I'll assume the lake, but looking at all the snow that has piled up, sure glad it isn't me that's going to be dragging around an outhouse on skiis.
The forecast last night was for snow and they were right. The white "spots" are some of the huge flakes that were falling much of the day. I'm just hoping that most of it falls on Willow and points on out the Iditarod Trail because they're the ones who really want and need this stuff. I've got to admit, shhh, that I was sorta enjoying breakup, tho' newly fallen snow has a beauty all of its own, too.
The view out the backdoor.
The view across the front yard taken from the open garage door.
Although it wasn't snowing that hard when I had to head out briefly, it had been snowing enough to show and we were sorta shrouded in a snow mist.
Betty's spruce tree, snapped as I pulled out of the driveway just before nine o'clock this morning. I'd had rather stayed home and my hunch proved me right as the roads were quite slick and saw several folks fish-tailing here and there.
Who knew so many Alaskans have a love affair going with castles?
This one isn't far off KGB, either, on this end.
Now, true, this one doesn't look like it started out life to be a castle, but has the air of one anyway, don't you think. This one is in Palmer, south of there but in the general area of the fairgrounds. It also has a killer view of the mountains from where it is, lucky 'whoever lives there'.