There’s been practically no snow all season in Tahoe… until the Geracis rolled in there this past weekend. When we arrived on Friday morning, there was no snow in sight–there had been some light snowfall the previous night, but nothing stuck. Friday night was a whole different story. On Saturday morning we awoke to this…

And then more of the same throughout Saturday and again on Sunday night.
Helena’s favorite part of the trip (and new word) was “Hot Tub”:
By the time we left, we were deep in winter wonderland. Marion even got to try skiiing down our driveway.
