Big Winds

Big winds, some type 2 hurricane strength, swept across most of the state late last week, uprooting decades old conifers and other trees and leaving much devastation in their wake.  We were fortunate they didn’t make it all the way up to our northeastern edge of the Great Salt Lake.  But, just 15 miles to our south in Ogden, roofs were de-shingled, and cars and houses squashed by trees other flying debris. 

The winds ushered in frigid temperatures, but cleared out the usually gray, polluted winter air along the Wasatch Front south of here.  Our northern sky is a wedgewood blue with not a single cloud in sight.  The winds are still with us, but not in force, just enough to bend the treetops westerly, away from the canyon’s mouth.

My life partner will have completed 72 years on the planet next week.  Seems impossible that he’s accumulated so much time.  He’s so active and remains so young looking.  In any event, I’m trying to think of some way of celebrating this milestone.  For him, a good meal out with friends and family is a favorite, so that’ll probably be the best thing to do. 

Another work day is getting underway, so I’ll sign off.