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by Amanda Forester I love making resolutions. I look forward to the beginning of January as an opportunity to make a fresh start on all those things I mean to do. It is a chance let go of past failures and disappointments and start again. Everyone needs a fresh beginning. Speaking of new beginnings, here is my brand new cover for True Highland Spirit, which will be released in March. Now that is a lovely way to begin the New Year! This year my resolutions are primarily about writing. Even after completing three books, I still have fanciful ideas that somehow my story will get written without me actually sitting down to write it. I also have high hopes that I can become physically fit, organize my house, and clean out the garage all without my presence being required. I have tried this approach over the holidays and have been quite disappointed with the results. It all comes down to this shocking revelation, none of my goals in life will happen without my personal energy and effort. The...

By Robin Kaye When I was a kid, I did a lot of skiing—my family had a place in Sun Valley, Idaho and we’d usually spend three weeks a year there skiing. Like most other skiers, every night before I went to bed wearing my pajamas inside out and backward—a signal to the snow gods that I was ready for fresh powder—I’d pray for snow. I prayed, not only because the skiing on fresh powder would be great, no, I had another reason—I longed to ski virgin snow. I’d wake up extra early after a snow and arrive on the mountain well before the lifts opened with a backpack full of bribes for the lift operators—warm scones and hot coffee worked the best. They’d be bundled up against the early morning chill, sweeping the snow from the chair lifts and sometimes, if I got very lucky, they’d let me ride up before the mountain officially opened so I could be the first skier down. There’s nothing like skiing virgin snow—the only sound you hear is the wind whispering through the trees, the swish of your own ...