This past weekend PK and I went on a road trip to Vermont's Northeast Kingdom with a bunch of friends. It was a fantastic weekend of great skiing, food, conversation and general laughter and fun. I skied across old maple sugar plantations, over hills filled with mysterious spruce, and through fields that were once orchards, now scattered with twisted, decaying fruit trees. The snow fell all weekend, in fine waves of powder that squeaked beneath our feet.
Most of the time it was well below zero and too cold to take the camera out into the woods, but I managed to get this photo on our last day, a few minutes before we climbed back in the car for the long drive back to real-life obligations.
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