I’ve shared quite a few winter pictures of Montana and I’ll probably share more since the winter weather isn’t over yet. We’ve actually had a mild winter in comparison to the last 6-7 years and most of the snow has fallen in the mountains. In February, though, the weather caught up with us.
On Saturday, 16 February, my daughter drove here from her home about an hour away. She took me back to work on her car. That was sort of a bust since I couldn’t fix it, despite working on it for a few hours. She brought me home a little before dusk and though the temperatures had warmed up above freezing during the day, they were dropping fast. We came through one snow flurry about 15 miles from home and the clouds were obviously coming in from the west.
On Sunday morning, we had about three inches of fresh, powdery snow on the ground here. It was light, dry snow and I had no problem getting it off of our car with a broom, in order to go to church. However, our little town is known for having the mildest temperatures and weather in the state. I knew that Cat would no doubt have gotten more snow than we did. After all, she lives at the base of the Mission Mountains and her altitude is a couple of hundred feet higher than ours.
I wasn’t wrong about her getting more snow. She shared what she woke up to on Sunday morning.