It’s the time of year when things are withdrawn into themselves. When trees once wildly interwoven in green now stand silent, solitary, and individual. Old stone walls that run through the woods seem hunkered down and expectant, ready for deep snow. While coming back to Vermont for Christmas was a time to see family, friends, and have some festive in-door skate sessions, it was also a time to withdraw, to be lost to the world and experience on a board the way everything seems to be still before snow.

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