Yesterday was the best ski day of the season at Crystal.  My husband and I both had the day off (well I did, John never really has a day off).  After the rain the previous few days, I didn’t have much hope for a powder day.  Boy was I wrong.  The snow was light and it just kept falling, each run was like hitting the refresh button.  My favorite days of skiing are like this: snowing so hard that you hide your mouth in your jacket collar,

protecting your face from the blowing snowflakes and face shots.  What made yesterday so special was sharing it with John. He’s my best friend and ski partner, and I’m so grateful that he’s still alive and sharing these kinds of days with me. I’m the luckiest girl in the world.