Winter Horizon

The air is cold, crisp, silver. The mountain tops are covered in snow, snow that is here to stay. The darkness creeps over the horizon early, and the afternoons are spent in darkness. Winter approaches, and there is nothing I can do about it. Of course, I will escape to the desert as often as possible. However, for the first time in, perhaps forever, I am excited about the idea of heavy snow. The snow shoes are sitting idle, begging to be submerged in deep, soft powder. Skis are longing to glide across freshly groomed trail. And the photography possibilities for sheer beauty and art are endless in the winter. The contrast from the earth and stone and red dirt of summer and the blanket white serenity of winter in the mountains will be a welcome distraction to the necessities of shoveling driveways, icy roads and indoor training hours.

Winter might be long and dark and cold. But without it, the memories of the heat and the dirt and the altitude of summer would not be half so enticing.

And anyway, only winter offers the chance to do this:

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