Two adventurers drove through blowing snow to meet two travelers.
It was fitting that the local Goddess and her consort were our first contact in Utah. They demonstrated their control over their dominion by supplying a safe landing, and perfect snow. As you might imagine, the two don't always go together. Mountain weather is always capricious. Blue skies are obscured by clouds in minutes, and snow drifts and eddies to cover our tracks.
Our dance down each slope is with the snow and wind sprites. You can see them in the swirls of snow that blow in circular furies from the sides of the trails where they stopped to rest after the last dance.
Bacchus invited us to his home. We have had revelry dinner there twice. When wine can be served in two ounce tastes, one can flirt and cheat vinously to her heart's content.
It's been hard to find time to knit. WHAT? Yeah, really. I had hoped to get out of SSS and SGS by finishing the Trekking sock and Eric's neverending glovelet. I'm having more fun with the glovelet this time, and still hold out hope that it may be done soon.
Another place to have a nice dinner (Himself loves their meatloaf!) is the Blind Dog, next door to the Marriot near Prospector Square. It's never failed us. No daughter-in-law singing, however.
Posted by: Marcia | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 10:25 AM
Sounds like a lovely escape!
Posted by: Chris | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 10:35 AM
My gosh, can you paint a picuture with your words! Love reading your posts. Your picture of SLC and the mountains is breath-taking as well. Never realized the beauty of the place before. But never went ther during the winter either! LOL Thanks for the beautiful read.
Posted by: bev | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 10:39 AM
Can you even leave your hotel today? We have been hit hard here in the valley. Snow is near blizzard like and it's very treacherous to be out and about. It was more than wonderful to meet you and I do hope it isn't long before we can hug again.
Posted by: margene | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 11:02 AM
Divine.
Literally.
That's my kind of pantheon.
Posted by: mamacate | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 11:05 AM
I'm so envious that you got to meet Margene! What fun that must have been.
Those glovelets look fun too, come to think of it. Why have I never cast on anything from that book? And it's such a great book, too. There's a pair of lacy socks in there that are tempting, except they have a very scary short row heel.
Posted by: Beth S. | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 11:16 AM
Bacchus.....that looks like my definition of heaven....cheese, olives, caviar and flights of wine? It's a wonder you'd ever leave there to get any skiing in.
Posted by: Kellee | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 11:37 AM
So glad you're having a great time! You got to meet Margene first but I think I'm next.
Posted by: Carole | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 12:51 PM
I'm pretty darn envious of the skiing.
Posted by: claudia | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 02:59 PM
Oh, how I miss Utah's snow... Lived there thirty years ago and could ski up into the mountains from my back door. Heaven.
Posted by: Sylvia | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 12:03 AM
Hey, I knew those mountains looked familiar.
Posted by: susan | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 05:11 PM
If that wine bar was close to my hotel, I wouldn't get any skiing done.
The way you describe skiing almost makes frigid weather seem inviting!
Posted by: Lorette | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 08:41 PM
::green::
but happy for you.
Posted by: julia fc | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 11:49 PM