Goodbye Winter....Hello Spring:)

For most of February I prayed against the abnormal weather that was melting what little snow we had and causing rain storms instead of snow storms. Mostly because our Mother/Daughter crew had decided to do our cross country skiing in New England instead of West Virginia to ensure snow, hahahaha. So of course the snow in New England was barely there while West Virginia, like much of the middle east coast, was racking up record breaking snow fall most of the winter. When the crew flew in Thursday not only was it not snowing, but rain was falling steadily. Discouraged we decided to spend Friday shopping and sightseeing. We headed north to Mt. Washington, which is where I worked in the summer of 2003, the hotel is stunning and a solid piece of the area's history. That far north we were excited to see snow on the ground as well as coming from the sky. The next day we woke to snow cover in Jackson, but even so decided to head north again to Sunday River, Maine to make sure we had good skiing. There was tons of fresh snow, and we had a great day skiing up and all around the mountain. We had enough ridiculous falls and hilarity coming down ungroomed trails that other skiiers coming up the mountain stopped to ask what was going on. After such a great day on the trails we headed to Nestlenook Farm where my cousin Tasha and her boyfriend Isaac took us on a sleigh ride, we started the ride huddled under furry blankets and drinking champagne, stopped to feed the european deer, and took in the stunning scenery. The farm is lit up with over a million lights and is looks like it's straight out of a story book. Honestly it was amazing, much thanks to Tasha and Isaac. After one last day on the trails in Jackson, we headed back south to my place, and shortly after the girls headed out of town. Me, moms and sister on the Veranda at Mt. Washington Hotel
Linds, Megan and I on the trails
Waiting for our sleigh ride

You would think we were little girls while we were feeding these deer, it was so exciting

That Monday my prayers for snow came to an abrupt halt, and by that weekend we had that first hint of spring that is always so magnificent. When the temperature hits 50 degrees and the sun was shining, and we stayed outside all day doing everything we have been deprived of since that first snowfall in October. It happens every year, even though we shiver a little, we ignore it because even though the weather is starting to turn, everyone knows its a tease and we will be forced indoors again before we can really start to enjoy spring. I'm not worried though, it's coming :)