Ahhh the beauty of winter snowfall. The flakes glide slowly upon the ground and build and build until it begins to accumulate. It continues to do this until everything is covered by the white powder. The wind blows it around creating drifts that are crisp, clean and unspoiled by any disturbance of any kind. The beauty is just breathtaking.
That is until the mountain grooming cat's come slicing across it to create perfect groomed corduroy. Now that is true beauty!
Ski season, here I come!
Monday, December 20, 2004
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