We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
As I recall, this is what it looked like when I was there. It is fun, for a Yankee skier, to find seriously challenging hills without icy patches. A daughter snapped this shot up on Telluride last week, while taking a cranium-endangering, high-mountain, virgin-powder run through the trees: