Still no snow
I looked back at my other blog last night, because I was pretty sure this time last year, I was snowshoeing. November 9, 2024, we had 15.5 inches of snow, and I was out on my snowshoes. I remember that so clearly, because I was only two months out from foot surgery, and my surgeon had predicted maybe I'd be able to fit in my boots by Jan. 1. The benefit of a brilliant surgeon and an uber-compliant patient is beating the averages. All that said, there is no snow in sight for us. We have rain in the forecast mid-month, and maybe since we're 900 feet higher than Ouray, we might get some. Still, yikes! These are definitely scary times. The ice farmers have started working, and when I went to town this afternoon, I saw the water sprayers on and going into the canyon. Hope springs eternal? Mike and Aaron have been working diligently on the pond leaking issue. The pond has gotten low enough that they could kind of see where our ...