The snow mountains

Our neighbor came and removed the snow from around the back and side of the house with his little plow, but he didn't account for drainage.  So Dad has been spending all his free time digging trenches through he piles of snow.  Jake thinks it is a playland just for him, as he runs up and down the piles, and then dashes through the trench, all the while he has a big old grin on his face.

Homecoming

We were so happy to see that the town of Piedmont didn't have hardly any snow compared to Spearfish and Sheridan, but then we opened our back door, and there it all was, hiding.

The view from the passenger window.

While Jorge drove home, I took pictures.  The top pictures are in Montana, these last two were in South Dakota.

A frosty Montana morning.

These are views of the scene driving to Bozeman, it was around -4, but a beautiful drive.

It's all about the food

The pork roast Dad made for Christmas, prior to it being cooked.  And the Apple upside down cake from my new cook book: Roses Heavenly Cakes.  Yum.