Snow dance?

To produce snow, I believe more in snow guns than any snow dance; not that I'm not spiritual, but because I'm a lousy dancer. This was obviously what I thought two days ago.

Since that, I went skiing twice in my favorite spot, Lady Morgan in Deer Valley, and did what I love to do there: Dance through the trees. I certainly am more graceful dancing on skis than in my dress shoes, and I love to meander through the huge evergreen trees that populate Centennial, on of the best runs that lift has to offer.

The big trees must have been impressed and must have collectively pulled their weight to get us the wonderful snow we received yesterday and today. Yeah, now I believe in snow dance, but just on skis!