March Update: From the Slopes to the Studio: Finding Creative Flow in Nature and Art March kicked off with an unforgettable trip to Holden Village , a tucked-away mountain retreat where I spent the week with ten other families. It was the perfect mix of sunshine, berry crunch cereal, kid chaos, and—most importantly—a legendary lip-sync contest. But the mountains had their own agenda. Avalanche conditions were sky-high (thanks to Mother Nature’s 40-degree hot flashes and zero refreeze at night), so instead of chasing fresh powder, we adjusted. Our days were spent on walkabouts through the valley floor, watching and listening as the mountains did their thing—releasing snow in thunderous cascades, reshaping the landscape in real time. Standing there, feeling the sun on my face while avalanches rumbled in the distance, I had this moment of complete awe. The mountains aren’t just beautiful—they’re alive. The deep, resonant sound of snow crashing down was something I’d never experie...