it’s all a constant whirl wind. I returned from Missoula to an empty house and a quiet town. again, feeling slightly lonely for a brief moment. I took a day off to recover from all the partying and skiing. I had another amazing weekend in Missoula, this time with a Missoula-virgin in tow. it was nice to show you around and spend quality time with you!

I make no plans, yet somehow they come to me. I was out skiing wednesday morning with Missy and Linda and ran into a guy from Finland. ended up skiing with him and some other people for two days and shared an evening in a ski mansion on the Moonlight side. he will break hearts one day, such an amazing person. my pleasure. he was the first person from Finland that I have actually shared my skiing culture with. I appreciated his awe over my life’s story. it was cute to be admired. I liked him a lot.

patrolled saturday, stationed at Lone Tree. gosh i love it there. I miss moonlight, miss my posse. had a stellar day skiing around and doing projects. in an area where I know what to do. so refreshing!

sunday morning dawned with a headache from Alisa’s company in big sky the night before. fought myself out of bed, put on my ski pants and hopped in the truck. it’s easy when everything is always there. drove to the N meadow creek trailhead and met up with some new friends. tied myself for a tow from the back of one of their sleds into the Tobacco Roots for some powder skiing in inclement weather.

my sunday church. so rad.

montana is stunning on this sunny monday. life smiles. it never ends.

love, life, liberty and freedom to ski all the powder I want. powder coma. born under the north star. blizzard bound. slave to weather patterns. out everyday. thrive. smile.

I am settling into yet another amazing year of skiing the tram. I had one of the best days ever yesterday skiing with a ripping crew of girls. last chair on andesite and a late night poacher ski into the dinner yurt and a dark ski out. the whole evening complete with an impromptu dance party.

this might be a strange thing to say, but I have to say it, I think I am a cool person. and this might sound utterly stupid to someone who poaches this blog out of the blue. but I am having a conversation with myself here. where I have been, and how shitty I’ve felt about my outlook on life in the past few months, or a year. all my wallowing… I fucking deserve it. finally. I like being a ripping skier. I know I am. I liked putting on my knee pads in the morning and getting ready for a another day of beating myself up on the hill. climbing to my next line. I love feeling my knees get stronger. my ski legs are making a come back. again, I remember that snow is my element. my realm.

pretty happy being single. I feel pure. I feel clean and I feel strong. how is it that’s what has come out of being single? I feel like I’ve got a hold of my life and I feel like I am cleaning it up. nothing is messy. I like that. I remember again that I actually really like being single. something I haven’t really spent much of my life doing. being single. sweet Courtney has told me lately that I am one of the coolest girls she knows. such heart warming words. porter told me over the phone yesterday that he misses me. wonderful friends!

life is a wonder.