
I can’t say that “i’ve always dreamed of skiing with a daughter on winter afternoons in my hometown..” However, ilg’s gotta admit; this works too. I’ve lived in Durango most of my life…yet, sometimes, in mOMents like this one? i gotta pinch myself to see if i’ve not already ascended to some Heavenly Realm of the Buddha…i swear, in Durango the rivers, creeks, trees, snow, and birds all seem to me to sing the Dharma in the most seductive of ways…