I ski around a bend in the trail to the panorama of the snow-capped mountains. No matter how many times I have seen it, it just takes my breath away. The scene changes between the morning light and the afternoon sun. I love the coating of rime ice on each evergreen needle, the grays of the mountain peaks in the distance, the brilliant white snow and the bluest sky you can imagine.
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Do you write poems? Cause this was an incredible read! Totally agree with you, there is nothing better than pure nature
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