Expedition Here
Beth Downing Beth Downing

Expedition Here

We stopped in the lee of some bushes and sank to our hips when stepping off our skis. My pole disappeared all the way to its hilt when I applied even a minimal amount of weight.

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Sitting in Spring
Beth Downing Beth Downing

Sitting in Spring

But when sitting is a must, the early spring sun is an awfully good place to do it.

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After the Finish
Beth Downing Beth Downing

After the Finish

This, more than anything , brought me a throat lump. I couldn’t believe they were using what little breath they had to encourage and to thank.

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The Melt
Beth Downing Beth Downing

The Melt

Sitting in my backyard, the snow mounds crackle as they disintegrate into the solar-heated concrete of the patio. This noise can be heard even over the roar of the nearby interstate. Water is louder than an engine on this bluebird afternoon.

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