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. ┬áIt 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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