The way down
The warm oranges and reds of the slowly setting sun did not offer him any heat or comfort, in fact he was colder now than before. His pace had slowed and each…
1 Cerulean Hill Road
Looking up from the bottom of Cerulean Hill, one might have mistaken it for a nice place. The pale blue paint seemed innocent enough. The clean, white picket…
Rolling
Jack didn’t remember how it began. But he remembered how it ended all too well. A grass stain from his forehead to his chin. A green line dividing his face in…
Best Ride In the Park
“Well..” She warily glances at her ‘beginner’ labeled ticket hanging around her neck. “I mean, you said this hill was easy, and I really don’t want to get lost…
Ditching
I slide to the edge of the hill, letting the majority of my skis hang over. Scanning the mountain, I see only a couple of ramps, and they’re fairly easy to get…
Tachophobia
Besides, I only have a minute or two until I reach the top of the hill. I won’t be late; I never am. I’m just worried about Anna. If I needed to, I could make…
Skis
It’s snowing today. It hasn’t snowed on a Wednesday for the past two or three weeks. Today, it is snowing, and snowing means powder. Fresh powder. None of…