Windblown Snow

This week I was able to go snowshoeing on a weekday. There wasn’t the crowd of people you experience on a weekend, I was able to find a parking spot relatively close to the trailhead and there were fewer hikers on the trail.  It was cold, windy and my hands froze operating my camera. On the way down in the dark walking along through the trees, the trail illuminated a few feet in front of me by my Petzl headlamp and the sound of my snowshoes crunching on the snow, I realized how spending time in the wilderness balances and enriches my life. What a great day.

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