I went snowboarding the other day for the first time this winter. I think I’ve been pretending it wasn’t winter so as not to feel the effects of not being able to snowboard every day as I have for the past 3 winters. It’s not winter, just an obnoxiously cold fall here.
But being there brought all that back, reminded me of how much I love snowboarding. I love the rhythm of it, the artistry. It truly is an art, a calming peaceful art. And I miss it. I miss the mountains, the sound of snow falling in the backwoods, my friends and family there.
But you know the theory. The grass is always greener. If I were there I wouldn’t be able to see this so often:

Jaylee’s just starting to smile. It still takes a lot of coaxing. This is one of the first one camera smiles we’ve gotten.

I love this clear-eyed look of hers, the “who are these people?” look.
