The View From My Kitchen Window

Just threw together these snowy little .gifs from a few snaps out the window. The snow's really coming down, and I'm praying for as much as mother nature's willing to dump! I've got to get skiing soon. It's been over a year, and last season was abysmally snowless. I only got out to ride once, hmph. Fingers crossed for inches in the mountains!

"...it is a special gift of the relationship between earth and sky. It only comes in sufficient amounts in particular places, at certain times on this earth; it lasts only a limited amount of time before sun and wind changes it. People devote their whole lives to it for the pleasure of being so purely played by gravity and snow." - Dolores LaChapelle

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In other news -- I've finally managed to make some progress with my blog layout -- after holding off forever because blogger was being a little shit. I reset the template and essentially started all over again. But with the new tablet E gave me for Christmas, it's been more fun than ever to mess around. I plan to be back on the ball with everything very very soon!

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I've crossed my line in the sand. A year's up.
2013's going to be special. It has to be.

A Season of Longing

This time of year has always been fairly moody for me. It intensifies an abstract longing for somewhere else. My sehnsucht makes itself apparent as the leaves begin to fall. Always. In an educated world, life changes come autumn - it's a new year, a new class, a new roommate, a new lease.. It's become my natural rhythm. In '04 I changed colleges, '08 brought a quarter-life-crisis NoCal trip with mom, in '09 I quit life and drove myself to Colorado for ski season, and the year after that - I stressed to death about how to tell my best friend I thought we should be together.

It's a running joke that my life only has two seasons - the one where I busy-bee work my butt (Springtober) to prepare for the one where I lust for the mountains, comfort food and a simple, ski-bum, snowy existence (Novinter). Right now, heading into Novinter I'm stationary, but on my dreamy far away days, you can find me here:

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Do you find that any time of year drives you to change more than another?
Where do you spend your far away days?