What is beauty? Some have many different views on what is beautiful. To me, there is nothing more beautiful than outdoors in the winter, specifically, the slopes. When I say the slopes, I am course talking about the slopes of a ski/snowboard spot such as Kissing Bridge. When I see the slopes, I go crazy, wanting to get on them. I study every twist, turn and arch of each hill. I can honestly say, that in winter, there is not a single day that the slopes don’t look beautiful. I imagine myself going down them for hours upon end as the cold snow hits my face. When I actually get on the slopes, my mind is taken to a different place. I get on the ski-lift and that’s when I get excited. My blood really starts to flow. As I ride up to the top, I take a look back and notice how high in the air I have come. When I see the slopes in summertime, with nothing on them, I can’t even imagine what they will look like in the winter when they’re all covered up, for even in the summer, they still look great. (I really appreciate nature) I have seen the slopes in the summer, and they look just as good, if not better. I think that I can appreciate more because of the nice weather. I think that they look great in any season, really. Theirs certain things in each season that can be liked. The changing colors in fall, the first peek at the bare ground in spring, the true beauty of winter and of course, the great weather of the summer. I believe that any part of nature can be, and is, beautiful, but specifically, the great image of the slopes. Sweat pants.