A Lovely Weekend Away

I've been lost between the blizzard white lines of to-do lists for weeks on end, and while I see another snow storm coming my way, I have thankfully the blinding flurries of stress this past weekend, in exchange for real, sparking snowflakes. A friend of mine whisked me away to Tahoe for three days of non-stop skiing. While I may not have mastered gravity as well as this skier has, I must say that I feel very like some sort of quick, if maybe a bit ungraceful, bird coming down the slopes. While the skiing was amazing, I was most dazzled by the weather. I must say there is certainly nothing nearly as lovely as receiving a morning kiss of snow-stars.