Sunday, just after we left the grocery store, and in the midst of our errand running, we decided the only way to survive the dreariness was to abandon our to-do list and get out of the gray. The canyon is nearby and, in short time we are winding our way through the gray, watching as the mist lifted.
A shout of delight filled the car as we rounded a curve to see the sun across the road. We were out of the inversion in just a couple of miles, the blue skies above us once again.
Few storms have broken through since Thanksgiving and the mountain resorts are desperately in need of snow. While the temperature inside the inversion hovers near freezing, above it is closer to 40.
The pure white of snow, the deep cobalt of sky, the golden rays of sun...nothing more is needed to lift the heart and clear the mind. My, how good the sun rays feel on the skin.