It was a good day to be out skiing. Imagine yourself so small you could play on a cottonball. That’s what the snow was like in central Wisconsin last weekend. Not the best conditions for speed-gliding, but perfect for playing in a cushy wonderland of fluff.
Access to the trail near our cabin was through the snow-draped limbs of White Pines–their needles soft, too, as I brushed by them and entered their domain. A hush lay all around me. All I had to do was slide along on my skis and look around. I saw tracks of deer and rabbits. The sky was blue and frost sparkled and everything was fresh. With every little breeze, snow from the branches above sifted down on me and I was refreshed.
The magic of the winter woods put me in mind of the Navajo prayer, asking “in harmony may I walk”:
With beauty before me may I walk.
With beauty behind me may I walk.
With beauty below me may I walk.
With beauty above me may I walk.
With beauty all around me may I walk.
I am restored in beauty.
Yes! Today we received a boatload of new snow, and it is gorgeous. I love how the flakes slowly amble to the earth…exquisite!
Yup, there’s nothing quite like a beautiful winter day! Enjoy yours…