I get up wilst the earth still hides the life-giving sun.

It is ever so dark, to rise from my warm bed so early is truly not fun.

But I roll out to touch my feet against the freezing concrete that is my floor.

It is abominably chilly on my feet.

My toes curl, desperate to retain heat.

But I get up,  just to see him.

I know he will drive up to the mountains with us.

And so I wake while the earth is dim.

I get ready with excitement, I start to rush.

I do not wish to be late,

For mayhap today, he'll ask me on a date!

The rain plummets from the sky, to caress my face. I spread my arms and smile upward, it's my perfect day, just for me. Most people hate these days, not me. I'm just off work, only a hour left to board, but I will make every second count. The ride up is wet and glorious, raindrops drench my hair, but my coat keeps me warm, as does the 40 degree weather.  At last, at the top, the rain thickens, but I abandon my goggles. I strap in, and look down at my love, the mountian. A deep, happy breath, and I'm off. The snow is perfect,  the rain not affecting it at all.