“There is nothing in the world more beautiful than the forest clothed to its very hollows in snow. It is the still ecstasy of nature, wherein every spray, every blade of grass, every spire of reed, every intricacy of twig, is clad with radiance.” – William Sharp
Whoosh! I shivered as an icy gust of wind sent a chill down my spine. My teeth chattered loudly and it was so cold that I could see my breath in front of me. I was ankle-deep in snow and my knees were shaking, threatening to give out underneath me. I rushed back into the warm safety of the car, carefully avoiding the slippery gray parts on the ground. The first stop to see and play in the snow we saw on our way to the Tahoe did not sustain longer as it proved too cold to handle for us. Continue reading