Just some brain ramblings on a hot, hot summer day:
Will summer ever end? I know it will. Just seems like it lasts forever — especially with the temperature approaching 90 degrees.
When will ski season begin? Last year we had an “October Surprise” in the Northeast, but the real season didn’t begin til much later. Let’s hope that we have a strong early snowfall that doesn’t melt or get washed away. Let’s see — November 15, which I gauge as the unofficial start of ski season, is 109 days from today. Not too bad. We can make it!
Hope I remember how to ski! I worry about this every year, and every year I seem to do just fine. Who knows — maybe it’s muscle memory or something.
Hope I can ski a lot this winter. Last season I got in about 40 days, a personal record in a year not noted for great snow. This year I hope to beat it, but with my husband’s book, Finn, coming out in February, it might be difficult.
It’s July 29. Am I the only person who’s thinking about skiing? I don’t think so! After all, you’re reading this, aren’t you?