Trip to town

I really didn't need to go to town, but I came up with an excuse. Aunt Olla needed some Christmas cards from the drug store, and I had to go to the bank.

However, as you can see above, the roads are so icy slick that even at 25 mph with four-wheel drive turned on I was sliding around on the highway. The main highway is slightly better--it has been graveled--but only slightly. So, it is best to stay home.

I did get a picture of the Mountain Ash berries at the Fertile Hilton. Grandpa planted this tree perhaps fifteen years ago. It is a variety he called the Fertile Mt. Ash. The berries are a pleasant orange. Here, they are encased in ice.