I learn something new every day
And if I don't, it's a wasted day. Last week, while Mike was in Denver, I noticed teeny-tiny bugs on top of the snow piles around where we stack wood. I assumed they came from the wood, but no, they are called snow fleas. Marchelle was the first to tell me because they had to look it up. They hadn't seen them before. Here is a link to explain about snow fleas: https://www.farmersalmanac.com/snow-fleas-29846. After reading this article, I'm relieved to know we're in good shape.
The deeper we dig into this bathroom remodel, the more bad stuff we find. I'm not going to go into it here, but if you want the story, I'll sit down with you next time you're on MFL. I am grateful for our eagle-eyed contractor and subs.
The longer I live in Ouray, the more I come to appreciate the ampitheater. Rounding one of the corners on Camp Bird Road, it's there in your face in all its glory. I especially like it with snow, but in any season, it's spectacular:
And a photo from Brett and Zoey's house (5) where icicle meets snow piles and makes its own sculpture:
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