Here is whats coming.....
Rest of Tonight - Snow likely. Snow accumulation of 1 inch...with isolated amounts up to 2 inches. Lows 11 to 14. Breezy. Northeast wind 10 to 20 mph. Chance of precipitation 70 percent.
Sunday - Snow. Snow accumulation of 2 to 5 inches. Highs in the lower to mid 20s. Northeast wind 5 to 15 mph. Chance of precipitation near 100 percent. Wind chill readings 5 below to 5 above zero in the morning.
Sunday Night - Snow in the evening...then snow and a chance of light freezing drizzle after midnight. Snow accumulation of 2 to 4 inches mainly before midnight. Lows in the lower 20s. East wind 5 to 10 mph in the evening...becoming light. Chance of precipitation near 100 percent.
Yep you folks in Arizona are in the right place at the right time. Someday that will be me... but in the mean time here was the rest of our day.
A little drive before the storm set in seemed in order. And of course early morning coffee was needed to fuel the day. I was close to a road I had driven by may times but never gone on. That was just the invitation I needed.
Up the road I went to view a landmark I had only viewed from off in a distance. Here is a view from the hill down towards town.
|Mount Saint Michaels|
St. Michael's was founded by Father Joseph Caruana as a Jesuit mission just north of Spokane in the mid-19th century to serve the Native Americans in the area. In 1878, moved the mission to its current location with a purchase of almost 1,000 acres pf land at the price of $2 per acre. From 1881 until 1915, Mount St. Michael was used primarily as a farm, supplying now- Gonzaga University with fresh produce and dairy products.
It serves as the home of Saint Michael's Academy and as a parish cent for Sedevacanists in the Spokane area. It is staffed by the priests, brothers and sisters of the Congregation of Mary Immaculate Queen.
When I was doing foster care, I had a 14 year old girl and her 3 month old daughter stay with me for a while from Mount St Michael. I never learned more of her story. It certainly was an educational and cultural experience for us all. I wonder from time to time about the lives of the hundreds of foster children I met over the years. What has become of them? What have their lives been like?
|"Watch out for the broad with the camera....She is following us."|
I came across this private covered bridge.
It has a swinging gate that locks it from intruders and goes crosses over a creek running full with water and up to a private residence.
Now all that's left of the day is the snow to fall.....
And it's falling.....