On such a winter's day

After such a winter's day...
My ribbons blew on the horizontal!
I decided to talk a walk in the forest the following day.

I forgot my walking stick. It really helps, especially to check out snow or water depth!

I did remember the backpack with my trusty water container, walkie talkie, GPS, hankie, camera, videocam.

Off I go. Deer path where they trod

After the first 30 minutes, off came the mitts and scarf, and I had to open my coat. I kept on chugging. Fascinated with the path, I thought the plan great: follow the deer tracks. They all lead back home anyway!!!

MISTAKE: much deer pee and poo on the path. Plus, the deer just walk under low-lying branches. I had a branch go under my glasses. Dumb move!

Granddaughter Josephine would be thrilled!

Where Bambi lay

If you ever wondered what the deer did at night, wonder no longer. Lots of places where they obviously nestled down into the snow, under the trees.

I've written lots about Reading the forest's story...
For it is a story.

Dead trees with holes in the bark. In summer it will be green, buggy, but now it is peaceful with a crisp, clean cold.

Why'd the deer poke her nose in the snow?!

I'm a liken' it here. :-)

Bog in winter, no walking here in summer without hipwaders!

Lovely day for a walk, too bad I waited until the clouds covered the sun!

Home, sweet home. 

Perhaps I should explain that the first part was a tumble in the forest! 

The first segment: what happens when you lose your footing and the camera is running!

Discovery of deer poo for Josephine (0:18). The beauty of the forest.