tales from the west side: backbreaking work and late-nite antics, hikes to avalanche lake, polar bear plunges, boxed wine and blanket forts with grown-ups...

but these are outdated. by now our cleaning crew has moved east of the continental divide and back into the snow. it's blizzarding again, and i'm living in a plywood box across from st. mary lake. strange times.

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