2006.11.24-25. Winter Camping, first time in my life. Leftover Thanksgiving meal cooked in snow made a perfect warming stew. Wine and candles (crazy idea to have brought them up), flying snow flakes, blissfully calm.
Woke up with ceiling dripping with condensation, and the interior volume reduced to half, as the snow has piled up on the top of the tent. Serene, pristine, blindingly bright. Trails were almost completely obliviated by the overnight snowfall. On the way out, met a few cross country skiers, despite the snow. Maybe lured by the sunshine in Bellevue?