53 weeks ago I took a picture through this same window.

Woodstock Chalet

Snow-dusted Byron Ladies is pimps too Go’n dust these snowflakes off. Get. Those. Flakes off your shoulders. Snow-Z

Hiking near Woodstock, view of the Hudson.

As a New Englander traversing the frozen woods I realize I can still recite Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.” via Instagram: https://t.co/1rGrjobrz9 pic.twitter.com/v4Uhs9Fwtx — Eleanor C. Whitney (@killerfemme) February 4, 2018 It was majestic.