It was too quiet when I awoke this morning at 5 am. A peak outside revealed deciduous shrubs and trees laden with fresh snow! A warm sweatshirt ( the cozy Vermont Quilt Festival one), wool socks and gloves, my hooded rain jacket and a broom. I dashed outside to save the plants.
By noon we had over 9" of the white stuff. Last week there were two days in the low 80s. Such is the weather in the northern Rockies.