Location: Mount Rose Highway
Tahoe was inundated with record-breaking snowfall in the winter of 2016-2017, entombing the land in a thick, crystalline blanket of white. While others saw only the burden of shoveling and snowbound roads, I saw an opportunity. From the heights of Mount Rose Highway, I beheld a masterpiece of winter's artistry. Nestled among snow-draped pines, Lake Tahoe glimmered with the radiance of a sapphire gem. Beyond, the snowy mountains rose like giants, their rugged peaks met by gentle brushstrokes of clouds against a piercingly blue sky. I found beauty in this world made of snow and ice. It beckons us to slow down, to gaze, to wonder.
Location: Mount Rose Highway
Tahoe was inundated with record-breaking snowfall in the winter of 2016-2017, entombing the land in a thick, crystalline blanket of white. While others saw only the burden of shoveling and snowbound roads, I saw an opportunity. From the heights of Mount Rose Highway, I beheld a masterpiece of winter's artistry. Nestled among snow-draped pines, Lake Tahoe glimmered with the radiance of a sapphire gem. Beyond, the snowy mountains rose like giants, their rugged peaks met by gentle brushstrokes of clouds against a piercingly blue sky. I found beauty in this world made of snow and ice. It beckons us to slow down, to gaze, to wonder.
