A walk in the country, one sunny, Sunday, afternoon.
This is Molly, my constant companion, Always Chasing scent and sound.
Snow is so alive, constantly changing or contradicting as in this image,the fore ground is all balled up while the background is a sheet reflecting the trees
I walked this way so many times before. but, standing there I felt like it was the very first time
and as I got to the bottom this is what I saw.trees stretching out over the frozen River.
I blazed a trail going down , now I have to go back up
