We haven't been skiing much this winter. Aside from the snow conditions being a little dangerous (hello avalanche!), and the warm winter we've had, we are just a little burnt-out on making the big drive to the mountains. So we have spent most of our Saturdays in the foothills just outside of town. And even though it's hard to compete with snow-capped peaks, these rolling hills are really growing on me. The sky seems so big and it makes me hope I always live in a place with wide open spaces. They make me feel good.