making the most of the shortest day of the year

When you reflect on how you spent the first day of winter, what will you remember? Shivering ‘neath your sheets with your toes in your sweater? Trudging past dirty piles of snow, catching a small glimpse of sunlight before ducking into your office for the rest of the day? This year, I staged a one-day revolt, trading the daily routine for wide swaths of packed powder nearly unmarred by excess oblivious skiers or small children on those abominable leashes:

If you look closely*, you can see that the cold has numbed my mind to the news of Johnny Damon going to the Yankees.
*not actually me, but actual picture from Mt. Snow in West Dover, VT

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