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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Walking Alone with a Couple Old Friends
Alone, I walk along the snow-covered boardwalk, pausing to look up the shallow, swift creek spilling its way through the…
Walking Alone – Creating Ripples
Cautiously, I transfer my weight to the snow, and find that rising temperatures and a new layer of flakes have…
Walking Alone – First Black Bear Edition
Boot spikes crunch loudly in the hard, crusted snow, drowning out the calls of varied thrushes. Pausing to listen, I…
Walking Alone, Hearing Voices
Alone, I walk the snow-covered path from the trailhead, over the Fish Creek bridge and through the shaded wood until…
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