Just this week, a dear friend gave me a poem that he'd written for the Winter Solstice. It made me want to get out in nature, something I haven't been doing enough of lately. The last line of the poem is, "May you know the light on the darkest of days."
Seeing last night's snowfall and its beauty was more than enough incentive to go for a walk. And, I found 3 good reasons why Ted should join me.
He needs exercise in the worst way.
Getting some fresh air should help him to sleep better
Snowploughing could wait. The snow on the trees might not.
What tipped the scale in my favour was that the hike I was proposing was pretty well flat. We parked where the Ganaraska Trail follows an old railway bed crossing the 4th line of Hope Twp.
There's not a lot of colour outside today.
One person and their dog were on the trail ahead of us.
There's a handy pile of sawn lumber near the entrance that works well as a camera base for taking Christmas selfies.
I was hoping we would make it to the little bridge that Ted designed a couple of years ago.
The forest varies immensely along this stretch. These cedars seem to have a herringbone pattern to them.
Here and there there had been enough snowfall to sweep up the trunks of larger trees. It's like someone tucked them in.
There was not much colour, but if you paid attention you could see subtle differences like the warm greens of the cedars and the cooler greens of the hemlock trees.
And, almost back at the car, this little Christmas tree bade us farewell. And, I think I heard it say, "Well done, Ted."
We never did make it to the bridge. But, reason #2 has come true. Someone has been snoring in his chair for an hour.
Merry Christmas!
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