We had a very busy weekend. It's the beginning of a huge journey, in every aspect.
Decided to go back up to Plattsburgh and check everything out. See if we still loved it as much as we did in the summer. No complaints. I want to move now.
This picture above is when we were about to start our drive in the Adirondacks. You can see the fog. I love these mountains. I love mountains in general, but these really are special. It's just a feeling I have about them.
Now we are in the range and clear. Somewhat. We were about half way through the mountains when it started snowing. The little man had to use the potty and we stopped at a really nice rest area. The spooky part was no one was there. It creeped me out. My husband and I didn't say at the time, but we were both concerned that the weather was going to be worse ahead. We were wrong. The skies cleared and it was a clear blue day for the last 40 minutes. Had a lovely time on the mini holiday. My son was jazzed because he got to go swimming at 7.30 in the morning.
The drive coming back was different. The part I was worried about was the mountains, but it was majestic.
It's a little blurry but I love this big sheet of ice. All of the pines were dusted with snow. It looks like another world.
After Saratoga Springs is when we hit sleet, and rain and more crappy rain. Stopped in Glen Falls and had a coffee. If you are ever in this area,check it out because it's the cutest city.
Then we reached Bear Mountain and it was fog. Fog like I have never seen. The kind of fog that sailors tell stories about. Or it's the inside/out fog from the Simpsons.
Happy to be home. Getting ready for the next step.
*Watched the rest of season 5 of Six Feet Under. I just sobbed my way through the last episode.