The second snowfall of the season was deep and pretty. I live for those mornings that dawn bright and sunny after it snows. The snow glitters white and the sky a deep blue. It’s a blue that only is seen at high elevations.
I was up early and hiked to one of my favorite nearby hilltops. I’d live up on top of this if there was any way that I could. The hilltop doesn’t seem to have an official name and I’m still working on making up a name of my own.