Thursday, February 3, 2011
There are a few towering spruce hidden away in Evergreen. On days like yesterday, when it was snowing like crazy, it was such fun to find one of those trees and crawl under and make our way up through the dead limbs, breaking them off as we went. Sheltered from the storm, we proceeded to build a make-shift fort and huddle away the hours. It was so quiet, with just the distant sound of flakes falling. Pipes and cigarettes were game. It was always 'smoke 'em if ya got 'em.' We always felt that we were lost to the world during those stolen moments. Some days, I long for those moments.