Seasons Over Mountain poem.
April Start Kota Bark
Hurt Knee Doctor Please
Spring Melt Heart Felt
Kind Donations Fire Stations
Orange Moose My Bindings Loose
Lonely Walks Photo Talks
Sixty Three Days of Ski
Seasons Over poem Lyrics: April starts and Kota tore her ACL on the 4th
We negotiate with the Vet but it’s 28 hundred
I’m very Sad about losing Kota and deeply moved by the kindness of strangers.
14 hundred in donations. I take photos of the local fire station.
With the Orange bubble down, to block the cold wind, I see (you see) an Orange Moose.
I was skiing with a broken binding for the end of the season.
Kota is down and out my photo walks are SO lonely now, so I listen to a Photography podcast for company.
I skied 63 Days on my pass +4 @ Deer Valley this season.
Ski season is Over.
Please donate to Kota, it means a lot to me.