Fox and the Snow Gods

I was sitting here in my "office" when i noticed an old man in a rainbow stocking cap flicking water onto the window. He was dancing around to the rock and roll being pumped across the base and generally talking to himself...

so of course I walked out to get his story.

he told me his name was Fox, and that he was one of the owners of this mountain. not the ski resort, the actual mountain. i asked him what he was doing he told me he had just talked with the snow gods and they were sending him snow. he looked away and sung to some snow boarders that were standing below him. "Get back up there, I'm sending you snow!!!" I asked him why he wasn't up there skiing? "Lost the bindings off my ski's, need to find them, then put them on...forget which mountain i left them on." He went back to his dancing.

I backed away and took a picture of him, speaking to his mountain when i noticed the small pockets of sun were gone and it was lightly snowing. I then looked down the valley and big, low lying gray cloud was blowing right for us.

Fox had done it, he brought the snow but he also brought the end to the rest of our shooting for the day. I didn't tell him that, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't have cared.