Whenever Ty unexpectedly has the day off, we usually pack up the kids together and head out early for a walk in the woods. This morning we started just before 9, and it was a chilly 27 degrees. We had our first freeze the night before so the grass and leaves that had fallen were covered with frost and the woods had an ethereal feeling to them. What started as an open walk amongst mostly Alders losing their leaves, turned into a deep walk amongst Cedars that became dark and intimate. The intimacy of the forest was palpable and we all silently walked and kept our eyes and ears open hoping to see some animals. (We did not). All we could hear were the dropping of cold brittle leaves hitting branches on their way down to the ground. Although I do not (!) like spiders, I have always loved the way an errant thread of a spiders web feels as it brushes my face while walking down a trail in the morning, allowing me the knowledge that I am the first one to have walked those steps. I also love the crispness of 40 degree weather on my face. As you walk your body is warm and the coolness is refreshing.. Not overwhelmingly cold, just right. I’m looking forward to exploring more of these woods!
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