Jack Frost art

I took this frosty art on a dirty window in the garage. Not a great shot, but I like it because it reminds me of skiing for some reason.  So many great memories: hitting the slopes on a sunny day, maybe a bit of mist on the mountain; steering clear of the trees, some drops of condensation on my goggles; going into the lodge after a few runs for lunch and a warm drink; heading back out and skiing until it was time to quit for the day.  I loved it. We've been lucky to ski in some incredibly beautiful places in BC, Alberta and Washington.