Thursday, March 10, 2016
A Brief Winter Wonderland
I felt a little daunted by this and for a brief moment considered staying in the warm car and going elsewhere but hard, cold sense grabbed me, shaking my lapse of weakness to the muddy ground and I started stomping towards the woods. I could smell wood smoke from a nearby house, beckoning me back to the warmth, but I stuffed my hands deeper into my pockets and looked ahead.
I spotted a ribbon of snow clinging to a branch, and marveled at its translucent thinness. How much longer would it hang there?
I stood relishing my moments of tranquility atop my rock castle, surveying the ground below, and then slowly made my way down again, wanting to leave before any other people came crashing and shouting into my peaceful domain.
I started walking back, my hands cold from standing still up on the rock so, while holding my hiking poles, I tucked my hands into my pockets, forcing the poles to stick out at the sides making me look like I was skiing. I soon warmed up as I marched briskly and then started to jog along the trail.
I drove back towards home, noting there was no evidence of snow anywhere on the lower ground. I stopped by the side of a flooded field where some cattle were drinking from the water. It's not too often you see cows taking a paddle and they were quite accommodating as they watched me climb out of the car and slowly approach, trying to keep my feet dry as the grass verge on my side of the fence was flooded too. They stood while I took some photos and then once they felt I'd taken enough, they slowly started picking their way back to dryer turf to rejoin the rest of the herd. It was time for me to rejoin my furry friends waiting at home too.