Ski Weekend

The snow looked like whipped cream placed onto the trees, creating a hushed silence in the forest. The snow was knee-deep, yet the air was not frigid like yesterday, it was a perfect snow day. The sun glistened against the pale white ground creating a spectacle of sparkles. The beauty of nature was captivating, the only bad part was Sarah and Liam were in the ski resort unable to leave their rented cabin. Sarah stood by the window, and she held her steaming cup of mocha, her favorite. She still wore her snow pants and toque even though it was warm in the cabin. Liam, her brother was in the single lounge chair that the cabin had reading his book, while sipping on his Camomile tea.

"Have you looked outside, it's so pretty," said Sarah as she took out her phone and fumbled to take a photo for her Instagram account.

"Yes, it's nice. I would prefer if I could actually go skiing," he complained with a loud sigh.

"Well, we could just bust the window open and pay for the damages later," suggested Sarah as she put her phone away and started to inspect the ice frosted window.

"Great, then we can freeze at night." he said sarcastically.

"Wait, they're shoveling the snow! look they have the trucks out," she exclaimed and eagerly pulled her brother up from the comfy chair.

"Let's get going!" he exclaimed and started to dress in his skiing attire. Sarah put her jacket on.