The lack of icy precipitation, a bit surprising considering the 18 degrees we experienced overnight, has been a treat for hikers and guests who remember last year's snowfall, but a bit of a letdown for those of us on staff.
Not that we want a dangerous environment, mind you.
Just a snowball massacre.
The squirrels were busy today sitting in the llama troughs and eating frozen crumbs in between bouts of high pitched chittering and bizarre squeaking. All young kids, all very cute, and spunky.
But don't tell them I said that.
It is currently 33 degrees and just a bit gloomy, well, more than a bit considering the spectacularly clear sunrise we had.
A thin veil of cloud has blocked the sun for us, if we had a decent amount of fog it would be just like London in the 1800s, minus the horrendous respiratory issues and Jack the Ripper.
The windchill has been especially bad lately, so if you are planning to visit us soon layers are strongly encouraged. Along with traction specific footwear items.
No picture today due to technical difficulties.
Lodge Lurker signing off for #brian.