We got just enough snow a couple times to get out on the trails of Six Mile Creek. Whenever I go past this tree I wonder if their hearts are still as scarred as the bark. There's a good song waiting to be written.
No scarred hearts for Gail or me. She does have scars on her hips as reminders that there were a couple times she couldn't ski. Glad those days are well past.
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