Just to the west of this area is a wide open marsh area that this past weekend was as close to a perfect place on earth as I have ever come across.
The snow covered mountains that surround Lake Tahoe were loaded with fresh snow from a major snow storm that came through the area a week before.
The weather cleared and with temperatures in the 40's. The dogs were in heaven.
This was my church for the weekend.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but the number of things that take our breath away."
Every few minutes as I looked around and as I watched the dogs happily bounding through the snow or slipping and sliding along the frozen creek did my heart good.
Over thirty years I have skied these mountains and never even noticed places like this. How these dogs have expand our lives.