carry on...

...i'm never coming back.

Montana pulled out all the stops yesterday morning and is stunning.

this is our humble abode for the week and it makes me feel like an elegantly-rustic queen.

perhaps i will come home.

it's frozen, windy and snowing.

the word for today...brutal.

but "i will triumph" (with fist being thrust into the air while crying in Paris)-Name that movie.

time to layer up and hit the slopes.

i think i can manage brutal when it looks like this

send the troops if you can't find me.

i'll be the one in the fetal position crying in the corner.

so long, farewell,

kate