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following the gentle blue sky through the canyon, I’m chasing the last moments of sun between waxed skis and marshmallow powder through winding paths of glittering snow in the early evening sunlight tall blue shadows and cold toes pave the way to my favorite place
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Jun 27, 2019
Jun 27, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
Ski memory
following the gentle blue sky through the canyon, I’m chasing the last moments of sun between waxed skis and marshmallow powder through winding paths of glittering snow in the early evening sunlight tall blue shadows and cold toes pave the way to my favorite place
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Jun 27, 2019
Jun 27, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
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