It felt good to be out without a mask! There’s no need for one on our trails. I inhaled the fresh, cold air and looked for signs of life. I soon discovered three spots where deer had recently bedded down; and the sighting of the oval-shaped, melted patches was a first on our trails. I studied the beds carefully before moving on.
We didn’t get the snow they predicted today, but plenty remained from recent snowfalls; and each step I took sunk in deep. Good thing I had my high boots on; but unlike my hiking boots, they don’t stop the ankles from rocking this way and that on uneven terrain. No doubt the healed-but-easily-irritated achilles will complain later, but who cares? The winter beauty sunk in deep, too; and that’s what matters.
this presents such an invitation to explore your trails in winter. I wish I could - although I would have the same problem as you with my welllingtons instead of boots. I so enjoy the white snow against the tree colours.
February 22nd, 2021
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