There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by. A life of good days lived in the senses is not enough. The life of sensation is the life of greed; it requires more and more. The life of the spirit requires less and less; time is ample and its passage sweet. Who would call a day spent reading a good day? But a life spent reading -- that is a good life. Annie Dillard
It's another brisk, clear morning up top. The high yesterday reached 24 degrees. The low got down to negative 2 degrees. It was 13 degrees and clear at 7am observation. The mountain received no new precipitation yesterday. The snowfall total is still around 6 inches total. Things are supposed to warm up here over the next few days, so expect some thaw/refreeze action on the trails. It should be a wonderful day to be out. Enjoy it!
The fresh, untraveled snow gave the woods here a lovely, untamed quality. As I was walking through the powder on my evening rounds, I meditated on how lovely the contrast is between the abundant, green tunnel woods of summer and the stark, subtle tones of winter. In winter, these woods are like a haiku. There is not much substance, but they are hinting at the interconnectedness of all things. It is up to the reader to put these clues together. Like a master poet, Nature continually astounds - especially when you smugly begin to think you have seen it all. There is no such thing, this classic is constantly reinventing itself.
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