Mary putting lights on the Christmas Tree.

Mary putting lights on the Christmas Tree.

Downright strange weather day at Killington.

When eating dinner last night, Mary and I had every intention of getting up in the morning and heading to the mountain to go skiing. With the Thanksgiving holiday past, it is important to begin to develop a rhythm about going up on the hill to ski several days a week. But by the time I hit the sack at 2 AM (I am the night owl), the beautiful snow covering that was around the inn was starting to make it's return trip to the Atlantic Ocean via the Roaring Brook, and the Ottaquechee and Connecticut rivers. Suffice to say that it was r@*ning very hard.

During the day we saw every kind of weather possible at Killington. We had r@*n, wind, sun, sleet, snow, ice... you name it we had it. As I write this about 10 PM, the wind outside my office is howling, the temperature has fallen well below freezing, and everything that was wet during the day outside is now frozen solid.

Overnight we are expecting some snow flurries. Killington is also supposed to be turning on their snow making system again. We can hope. The plan is to get up in the morning and head to the slopes to go skiing. Deja vu all over again.

Let it snow!