One waits for these days. Then quietly, they arrive. With family in town this weekend we took our oldest to the mountains. First there was fog. And then, in a moment there was perfect clarity. Mountain peaks, fresh snow, and snow covered evergreen trees. And the moment. The day. It was here. With Mommy and Daddy, an auntie and two uncles, we skied. He sailed down the mountain and had that look on his face. He fell in love. With skiing.
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