New Year's Day
The sound of my skis, following a path left years ago. The tall
hardwood trees move with the wind up high. Every now and
again one of their trunks makes a brittle, deep cracking sound.
A winter prayer.
We went up north for the long weekend and spent most of our
We went up north for the long weekend and spent most of our
time cross-country skiing and reading around the wood stove.
The weather was very cold, the snow was perfect.
On New Year’s morning we skied this trail at The Nature
On New Year’s morning we skied this trail at The Nature
Conservancy’s Catherine Wolter Wilderness Preserve (near
Presque Isle, Wisconsin) with our friend Kath who was also
up for the holiday.
For me, this quiet, nearly silent New Year’s Day felt like the
For me, this quiet, nearly silent New Year’s Day felt like the
perfect bookend to a warm and busy holiday season with all
of our family and friends.
With thanks, “Happy New Year.”
With thanks, “Happy New Year.”
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