Walking Alone, Leaving Butt Prints
The first light of this day is a few minutes old when I turn off the road into the Breeze…
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Snow
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Snow
Walking Alone – Creating Ripples
Cautiously, I transfer my weight to the snow, and find that rising temperatures and a new layer of flakes have…
Good Thursday
A singular beauty is the wild landscape bathed in a fresh snow. A still higher gamut is that landscape awash in quietude.
The Left Wing of a Chickadee
There is much to love about the snow–tracks to follow across a clean landscape, the crisp cold that comes with…