They don't even make sunglasses dark enough for the blazing blue that presented itself after the sky emptied itself of absolutely every last snow crystal. The sun arose and glinted off every piece of new surface made soft shaped by swirling winds. The mountains, invisible in howling winds and blowing snow yesterday, showed white against the blue, with sharp cornices and jagged crowns of snowslides scattered amongst the alpine bowls. The kids ventured out with foggy breaths, like little engines that could huffing up the hills.
P.S. Check out the new Colorado Mountain Journal for other mountain reverent writings, and ski tour descriptions by Mountain Goat.
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