It’s currently 29 degrees with high winds and freezing rain. The trails are extremely slick. Be wary if you’re venturing out.
24 hour temperature range | High: 47 Low: 25
Cold winds press heavily against the wood cabin walls. Climbing out of bed, I go to the skylight and peer out at the landscape. A sheet of ice grows on the window pane. The mountain will soon be sealed in a jacket of ice. A smile eases across my face - I should have brought my ice skates.
It’s during these days of winter that I take the mountain’s offerings as they come - never over-planning; never over-worrying. Runnable trail has now become a skating rink; I take the sentiment as a cue to smear preserves on a hot slab of cast-iron corn bread. Savoring the last bite; I prepare another. In the moment, I wonder how anything could dowse a positive attitude; especially when you add-in a slice of cornbread.