Don't you love the snow? OK, many of my readers do not. But, if it has to be cold, I like reading the story of the forest.
The key is the outer pads, larger than the top two.
I went for a walk around the bog. Very exciting, to be sure.
It is only frozen a mere inch or two.
Across the bog, it looked liked something had a bit of a skate.
I think the deer slipped a bit during those melt down days. Remember Bambi and Thumper during the first encounter with ice?
That's the story, methinks.
Mouse, squirrel, chipmunks abound in our forest.
Everyone seems to share the paths.
Then, I came around the corner of the house.
They looked familiar.
Much tinier than the previous tracks, my four fingers, as well as my boot width = 4" wide..