This is my cousin Jessy:
She is definitely young.
This is me:
I felt really old next to her.
This is us on top of a really tall mountain.
I did really nice, slow, wide turns all the way down the mountain.
Jessy pointed her skis downhill and went for it.
This is her and Aunt Anne putting back up a fence after Jessy knocked if over and ran into a tree.
This is Aunt Anne:
She likes my style of skiing better than Jessy’s.
The view from the top of the mountain. God does some amazing work, doesn’t he?
The last day it snowed so hard I melted into the background:
We drove to the bottom of the mountain and the world looked like this:
It was a pretty awesome trip. By the end she learned to stop and I learned to go a little faster.
Jessy is pretty much my favorite youth:
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