Back in 2007, Tom and I ventured ourselves one morning at Horsetooth after a snow storm during the spring. That night the weather had been sitting ass between two chairs (we can say this no?)... read, it was like tonite, that rain will turn into snow. That morning, nature had gotten up at night. Nature had used its magical comb. The trees, the cactus, branches or pretty much anything that could hang something was part of the play. The snow had been combed by the wind and this ephemeral beauty would not last. We still captured it on film for our eyes to remember. It's now our turn to remember with a few pictures. Tomorrow, may be another chance to live it again given the weather tonight ... who knows what'll happen. I might decide to get up to see if mother nature has pulled its comb again.



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