Winter cares not that Autumn hasn't had a chance to settle in. She stomped right over the top and left her white mark with ten inches of snow at the Lodge. A night of cold allowed the white covering to stay until my arrival Saturday. It's hard to argue with the beauty of a mountain covered in fresh snow.
Few of the trees have had a chance to show off their fall colors, but after this snow and a few nights of very cold temperatures, they'll be quick about the change.
Saturday afternoon's temperatures warmed enough we decided to go for a walk. Carole, Kym, Suzy! You'll be happy to know I can now walk up the 55 stairs without stopping to rest and even continue on up the road. The day was glorious and we warmed up quickly only needing our sweaters when we walked back down into the wind.
Sunday the air was warm enough a hardy group of knitters had brunch on the deck, but when clouds moved in to cover the golden globe, many of us moved back inside to a cozy corner.
The weekend ended, as it often does, with a delicous Bloody Mary and the accomplishment of a fair bit knitting done.