The neighbor's gift of fudge...my own pralines and divinity...and lots of other unrestrained self treating needed some redress if I still would like to fit into some of my dresses, if you get my drift.
(The fact that I had my camera with me should have revealed to me that I really wasn't that serious about hiking actually.)
This time I didn't have the canyon all to myself.
I didn't mind...and no one seemed to mind me pulling off the road at will to take pictures.
Once I got up to the groomed area I parked and started to get out my snowshoe gear.
But I was distracted.
My powder suit wasn't really all that warm either.
It would have been if I had been moving about.
But in this case I was totally focused on standing as still as I possibly could for each camera click.
Using the sports/high speed setting and my regular "kit" lens, I just wedged myself as much as possible and started shooting.
I did prowl around the cars next to my car to see if I could see cool flakes there.
The red car next to mine had a few goodies.
If you look closely you can see the etched writing on the lower corner of the side window glass.
Gives some perspective on how tiny these flakes really were.
It was about 23 degrees about then. How there could have been water droplets I have no idea.
I did notice that breathing near the flakes was a bad idea.
They poofed into nothing if hit by the smallest breath.
Eventually a few flakes hit the windows and stayed frozen long enough for a shot.
Enjoy the next few snowflake shots while immersing your feet in ice water to get the full sensation of being right there with me!
There might of been a few duplicates in those last photos.
Picasa was acting up and I tried to fix the duplicates, then gave up.
Forgive both me and Picasa, OK?
I did finally go snowshoeing, just to keep myself honest with myself.
The snow was piling down from the sky and I got such a kick out of coming across a woman walking about ten dogs all by herself on the trail.
We had a nice chat about how beautiful the area was right now.
She explained that the dogs were not all hers; she was a professional dog walker.
I had left for Mill Creek around three and got home (after a quick trip to the grocery store) around six.
Our neighbor's tree lights were so charming glowing beneath the snow.
A quick bowl of split pea soup that my dil had made and shared, some potato chips and yogurt for dinner and I was out the door again, still in my powder suit and snow boots.
I hadn't even taken off my ski cap to eat!
Temple Square was calling to me!
Can't remember having so much snow on the valley floor.
Some of the Temple Square lighting designs were buried beneath the snow!
The place was packed.
Babies were bundled up tight with just little noses and wide eyes and pacifiers showing.
I've taken a carriage tour here before.
It is pretty hairy as the tour goes smack dab through the middle of downtown traffic.
The shepherds watching the flocks were coming pretty darn close to losing sight of their sheep due to snow cover!
One area has a nativity scene and voice over loud speaker telling the story and playing carols sung by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
Very stirring actually.
The statue honoring the Hand Cart Mormon pioneers was almost painfully realistic.
I have read the diaries of the Mormons who trekked from the East coast using just handcarts and were caught in horrible snowstorms on the way.
Downtown Salt Lake is a must see too.
One street has the University of Utah symbol glowing repeatedly the entire street.
With the addition of falling snow and low clouds reflecting back all the lights, the building looks quite festive.
The blue trees on the second level make the whole building look both Christmas-y and patriotic at the same time.