Recently we had the wonderful experience of vacationing for a week in Breckenridge, Colorado. Snow was everywhere with skiers and snowboarders visible on every peak. It was Mardi Gras, and celebration thickened the air as much as the intermittent snow. Outside the window in our breakfast nook a small evergreen gathered the snow, holding it snug and close as it swayed in the wind. Daily I watched the accumulating whiteness and the way the limber branches adjusted to the snow’s weight without dropping any. As I marveled at the buoyancy of the young tree, my own spirits were lifted.