The wicked wind was whipping from the west, and it caused snow to fly through the air, glittering in the light of the rising sun. The dramatic beauty took my breath away.
It was hard to stand and look at the mountains because the wind was so cold and powerful. It was worth it, though.
After the sun was fully up, Shyla and I played in the snow. It was our first fresh snow in quite a while, and it was welcome!
Shyla surveyed our world. She didn't sit on that exposed perch for long, though. Even she was cold.
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