ode to jackson

I often find myself being captivated by the Tetons. sometimes they simply blow me away. oh, how wild they can be.

skiing and the village: the nooks and crannies of rendezvous mountain. the powder stashes, the corduroy, the trees, the lifts, the hobacks☺ : “Good morning skiers and snowboarders. This is Andrea with the ski report for March 5, 2009. Today’s conditions are packed powder and machine groomed. Don’t forget! The weather report calls for one foot overnight.” the sanctuary and peace amidst this entire mountain is endless and not forget, as a skier, I have only become better since I’ve moved here.

the friends: the best. I am pretty sure they were a blessing way beyond my expectations. one in particular restored my faith in people. dziekuje.

biking: red top meadows. do I need to say more?

pearl street bagels: seven grain with a shmear of veggie cream cheese.

center for the arts: a place for exercise and dancing, yoga and hip-hop and tap dancing. oh yes, I did take a tap dancing class. as well as concerts, movie premiers, and all my nursing classes. I guess you could say I have spent my share of time there.

Jackson holds so much for me. I grown here. I’ve been happy.