When we met one of our neighbors a few weeks back we asked him how much snow this area typically gets. He said 6-8″ annually. If that’s true, all of 2020’s allotment fell from the sky yesterday.
I know a storm like this is par for the course in the high-country, but here on the Western Slope I’m inclined to think it’s a little out of the ordinary. That’s the beauty of living somewhere new though, it’s a mystery to us that’s yet to be discovered.
While this amount of snow is giving me flashbacks as to why we left the high country, I can’t deny the fact that it’s absolutely breathtaking. I think that fact is what kept me living in an ice box for as long as we did. While I hate being cold, I’m a sucker for the show that Mother Nature seems to always be putting on here in Colorado.
With highs in the 20s and lows in the single digits for the next two days, this beautiful scene out our door will remain. Come mid-week though, as we return to temps in the 50s and 60s the blanket of snow around us will quickly turn to mud. And while it’s going to be a sloppy mess, it’s a price I’m happy to pay to get back to sunshine and comfortable temps.
