Last day of the season prompts "best day" musings

There were some pretty good days this season. Not as many perhaps as the last two seasons, but still, some pretty good days. This one day stands out. Cold. Clear. Fresh snow. The trees frosted in white. No one around, as usual. The snow surface may not have been perfect, but the setting of the day was amazing. That counts, doesn't it? Memorable, in any event.