A month ago, it was so cold you couldn’t even breathe and the city was shrouded in murky, filthy “haze” (i.e., air pollution thick enough that it recalled stories of Jack the Ripper stalking Victorian fogbanks). Then about two weeks ago the air finally cleared out and temperatures rose to the relatively comfortable range they’re supposed to occupy in the winter months, between the high 30s and low 40s. The past two days have been spring-like, with temps in the high 50s and beautiful crystalline skies.

I woke up this morning to about five inches of snow.

I love Utah…