It has been one of those days that folks who live in snow country live for. An overnight and early morning snow on Saturday. OMG!! A powder day on the weekend ! Not too cold. Beautiful, still. From my place the snow had gathered 6-8″ deep. Maybe even 10 gauging from the top of my boot.

It was still snowing at 9 am when I left my place for a hot yoga class. Floated right out if the driveway and road because nothing had been plowed yet . My first attempt at some concentrated exercise after wrecking my back in an exercise class. It was my lower spine, the doc said. The sacrum, actually . The cure? Acupuncture. I had never had acupuncture before. But here it was. Time to get over fear of needles. It’s all about energy and breathing he said. I thought, sounds like yoga….I can do this. No problem. Needles followed by thirty minutes of relaxing and prana type breathing . A week of sessions and holding off from hiking or other exercise and the excruciating pain I had been experiencing for 2 months is gone! Yay! Ok. So back to today and yoga. I took it easy. No crazy twisting. Very measured. And hot! Dripping with sweat as one does in those classes. A quick meal afterwards and home to enjoy the snow.

I live at the end of one of the canyons in Bozeman at the edge of one of the largest parking areas and trail heads. I had heard that the route up another road to the local ski mountain had been bumper to bumper, but that did not prepare me for the cars at the road around my house. Wow!! And then I saw it. A cute little red Jetta with Bozeman plates. Parked right in front of my driveway. Seriously? And then a few other choice words were floating around in my head. Couldn’t they see my tracks out from a few hours earlier??
I wanted to get up my driveway and there was just enough space for me to shimmy my SUV between two cars . But the road plow had left a mountain of snow at my driveway edge that would require some momentum to get over . Not a delicate move, nor a shimmy. The only thing to do was dig out the snow so I could get past the little red Jetta . Retrieving my snow shovel I went to work on the mound. Yes . I made it up the driveway . And if you happen to see a cute little red Jetta with Bozeman plates driving past you that has a sweet little mound of snow on top of it. Just know it was parked in front of my driveway. As far as overworking my back?? Nah, it was a powder day. That stuff was light as a feather!

Hope everybody had a great Saturday doing whatever life presented them with.