36×24” Acrylic

What it is to ski during a snowy day is priceless. The air is crisp and invigorating, carrying the scent of pine and the faintest hint of wood smoke from a cozy cabin nestled somewhere below. The only sounds are the crunch of skis on snow, the whoosh of the wind, and the occasional joyous shout of a skier carving a perfect turn.

The yellow sky line shows the end of the day. The bits of pink and orange hind behind the trees.

This nostalgic painting of snow falling as you are skiing is a reminder of how special skiing is in New England.

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