Here are some photographs I took while walking behind my parents' house. There wasn't quite enough snow to ski the trails, but it was a gorgeous scene. The woods are smaller now with some visible buildings in the distance. You can see Ramsdale's Rocks through the recently thinned trees. The pond I skated on when I was a kid. It was the perfect size at the time. I skated for hours, dreaming of Dorothy Hamill. There are markings along the trail, I assume from local cross-country teams. It was odd to find this face amongst the quiet beauty of the woods that day. It is no wonder that I love snow. Peace - It does a body good.
