Our first trip up in the new year.  Barely light snow was falling this morning, but already the road crews were out. I don’t know what this means for the rest of the day, but if it’s more snow, I am ready. Clayton Theodore gifted me a gift card for Christmas to one of the major outdoor outfitters, so I donned my new parka and hiking boots and off we set.  He is such a thoughtful gift giver.
January looks very much like December in the vineyards.
Except for all the litter left behind by the New Year’s Eve partygoers.

 French sardines in a tin?  Not what I would eat to ring in the new year.

No “A” for effort from me.

Tomorrow I guess I’ll be prepared with a larger bag, to scoop the irresponsible partygoers “poop.”