First Ski
Boot Cam.This evening, Clara and I went out for a sunset ski, my first time on skis since before I was felled with a herniated disk in my neck on January 20. We were on the trail a few minutes before sunset. The sky above the prairie was the tenderest baby pink and blue. The prairie grasses, tall above the three or four inches of fresh snow, seemed to hold onto the light and glow palest gold. Above it all floated the cold, waxing moon.


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Where did you ski, 'xactly? I haven't yet hit the Arb, but tomorrow night might be the night...
We have extraordinarily beautiful skies and moons around here, don't we?! Almost every day I admire the sunset, sunrise, clouds, or all of the above!