sunrise to sunset
i follow the moon and sun
winter outdoor joy



sunrise to sunset
i follow the moon and sun
winter outdoor joy



vaccine aches trail me
but the ski trail excites me
a bluebird balance

ski reality:
perfect, bluebird, line-less days
few and far between


i am not here now
forever staring at screens.
i am here. on skis.
my baby skiing
breaking my heart in these trees
(not such a baby)

she skis black diamonds
from the top of the mountain
to her mama’s soul


a powder escape
from the harsh reality
of everyday life

world reflected
with wooden beams, windy view
and skis. always skis.


a solo ski start
best way to begin a year
powderful hope

another failed day
ends with a quiet snow walk
(just let those flakes fall)

a cold, windy morn
finding our legs on the ice
that waits for winter
