Taggart Lake in the snow

"Where's all this snow we keep hearing about?"

When we arrived in June, or after we told people of our plans to move to Jackson Hole we were greeted with responses such as "we hope you like cold weather," or "do you ski or snowboard? It's a long winter out there."

Clouds shroud the mountains and buttes in the distance, but the valley is still sans the white stuff. So, we went to find it in the hills.

We ventured today to a trail we've done before, but discovered its loveliness with a couple inches of powder.

Taggart Lake appears frozen over and its mix of pine, meadow and twisting trail near a stream on a bluff keeps the walk interesting. The pine smell permeates, though. The below photo came from a path that was out of a storybook. We strolled along through the trees with some flurries whirling and the evergreen scent lifting our moods. In a clearing not far away from the pine section we spotted two moose. They watched us as we eyed them and kept our distance of about 50 yards.