There’s something a little extra special about Yosemite in the winter time. The crowds are gone, the skies quickly alternate between sunny and overcast. In many places the sun never gets high enough in the sky to touch the ground for weeks at a time. It’s quiet and still, clouds hang on the cliffs and the waterfalls are either still, but if it rained recently they my have a modest flow. But overall, and most importantly, it’s quiet. Those days are rare and fleeting in Yosemite and when you get one, it’s magical. For a few hours you feel like you have the most beautiful spot on the planet all to yourself. I met Maxine and David on one of those days. We hung out, they got married on the lawn behind the, ahem, Ahwahnee Hotel with Yosemite Falls flowing behind them and their family and closest friends in front of them, then we hung out some more and ate and people danced. It was beautiful.