In fall, snow slowly chases me out of the mountains. I may make some ill-fated attempts at gaining back the elevation so easily accessed in the summer months, but really, I just give up the mountains until spring. Then, I begin chasing the snow back up the slopes.
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I sat with Monty at the kitchen table, listening to a story I had been told once a few years ago, while we waited for his sauna to reach the desired temperature for the first steam.
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