Nothing like Fritse

Uncharacteristically large flakes

Fall from the big New Mexico sky

Running never felt so liberating

Breathing once again

 

Kids sled down the

East bank of a small arroyo

Stirring memories of the big hills of Fritse Park

Sledding at full speed

 

At first, I feel sorry for these kids

Is this what they think sledding is?

But don’t we all do this?

There is no greater experience than our own

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