Thursday, January 1, 2015

18 Degrees and Clear

Drove the highway to Mount Hood on Monday with Son. Cold, clear and frozen.

December 29th was one day before his 18th birthday.  He kept all limbs intact.  (Prayer of thanks.) Watching a carefree pack of teen-aged boys enjoy the slopes was a joy.  Ruddy cheeks, the clank of ski boots, sweaty hair under the ski caps, and stories of double black diamond and wipe outs.  Cool.




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