I started my walk this morning in five inches of wet, heavy snow. It was so tough walking in the untouched snow, something I like to do, that I finally gave up and started walking in the few tire tracks. I also walked only half of what I usually do, but I got as much exercise. Beauty more than made up for the heavy walking. The quiet snow was still falling. There is no silence like that of a snowy morning. So many people inconvenienced, I felt a little guilty enjoying it so much. It was hard deciding which of the many pictures to share with you.
No comments:
Post a Comment