This is a shot I take often. The top of Cindy’s gives you this view of the valley, the trail ahead and the possibilities beyond.

Sunday was our last ski (unless mother nature make an Easter ski real) and what a ski day it was. While I can share the crystal clear blue sky; the perfect 40-something degrees is left to the imagination. Soft, mostly quiet skiing perfection.

There’s something bittersweet about that last ski day. Knowing it’s the last run for the year. You can savor the wonder, the sunshine, the freedom. There’s a magic, an appreciation, an excitement. Knowing that change is on the horizon.

Change is good, sometimes difficult and ever present. As we put away the skis and shift gears, it’s a special reminder to give thanks for what we’ve had and to embrace what’s to come. A time to shift gears.

This spring will bring new running friends, outside fun & frivolity and a little travel. Perfect.

Changing seasons means it’s time to get out the list, the calendar and update the plan. Dad always says that life is what happens while you’re making plans so it’s a check point, that planning. Nice.

Thanks for a great ski season. Some December, January and March fantastic with a touch of February frump. We worked it.

While we’ll have cold & snow for a bit… Bring on the Spring!