Flurries..

After several days soaking up the Arizona sun, I boarded a plane to return home.  There was plenty of time in Denver this time so no need  hurry, weather conditions created delay after delay.  Mother Nature truly slapped me in the face when I finally was able to board my little puddle jumper plane on the tarmack--cold wind, snow and ice.  It seemed rather funny that the ladder like steps for boarding were replaced with a steep slippery ramp.  I am beginning to think that traveling is becoming more and more like Survivor.