“Then our sleds had wings;
We were more than dancers
Held by the wind’s music
And the spell of the world’s whiteness.
We rode on trails of light
From clouded pinnacles. We soared like birds
Back to familiar valleys;
And only in that final resting
Did we touch the ground.”
Excerpt from The Sliders, William Mundell, Hill Journey
Image: North Face Vista; A view from the north face of Mount Snow towards Somerset Reservoir and Stratton Mountain, Vermont. Oil on paper.
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