Snow, that little flirt.

Waking up to everything wearing a beautiful white blanket this morning was a happy surprise. And in true PNW fashion, it didn’t stick around for long.

And now I want more.

We cruised on good music to Port Angeles, hit the Farmers Market for some fresh veggies, played tourist for a couple hours, and then zipped up to Hurricane Ridge. Along the way we found tons of green, a little bit of white,  and whole many bunches of fun (as 3 year old Meg would have said). It’s the little things that make an adventure memorable.

If that snow doesn’t come back soon, we may just have to chase it down again…

– m