Yesterday (Saturday) I passed a couple walking with their ski poles. It was somewhat kooky looking but knew that it was all in preparation for today's treat of gliding on skis whether on a trail or just across town to get a coffee or cocoa. I recall a glorious evening when I strolled through Main Street in West Bend one wintery evening with a friend. No cars in sight, just a ghostly ribbon of road only visible by the amber colored streetlights. From the top of Barton Road one could have probably skied to downtown.
As I am writing this I'm cognizant that this is probably the best chance I'll have to get some fresh winter photos and really I don't have to go far if I don't want to. So Gentle Reader I'm weighing this decision as I'm still in my pajamas and resting quite comfortably in a warm home to watch the snow fall and consider baking Christmas cookies. But some of my best photographic memories are ones where I'm surrounded in the worst weather. So you know my conundrum.
In fact, the snow fall is very much like what I encountered when taking Winter Ledge. Usually I listen to classical when driving in snow but the Skyrim soundtrack is also perfect considering the game's environment includes snow covered mountainous regions. I could probably do a full essay on Skyrim's soundtrack but perhaps another time.
The snow is still falling and I have a decision to make.
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