A Late Winter Walk

Disclaimer: Yes, it's been over a year since my last post, and this is no promise that there will be more soon. But my walk was so lovely that I couldn't not share it. Enjoy!   -Mary

Strap on the snowshoes, and let's go!

Leaving the house behind...

Down to the creek.

 Sandy bottom and flowing water

A picture for my family...me in my 42+ year old salvaged green hat and a hand-me-down jacket from my daughter's middle school/high school days! Perfect for snowshoeing through snarled thickets.

There are many parts of my land that are inaccessible during most of the year since they are wetlands. Though a challenging tangle, snowshoes let me visit these special places.

A great beauty, a fallen cedar, whose roots are now bleached, dried artwork.

Hidden segments of creek

Amazing ice formations

Old friends now demanding new paths be blazed

And in a clearing, my art and writing nook (read: almost collapsed, creature infested shack.)

A peek in the weather-dirtied window...my desk and chair are waiting. But the mousies have been busy redecorating this winter, pulling down the last of the old insulation.

Now home to bring in more wood. Itty-Bitty hunched in this corner of the wood pile for the longest time stalking a little creature who calls this spot its winter home. I finally coaxed her in for a warm nap in front of the wood burning stove. (Itty-Bitty, not the little creature. The mousies seem to find their way in without coaxing!)