I headed out to Nose Hill and Whispering Woods shortly after sunrise this morning and spent a couple of sun-filled hours meandering on the trails…I am so thankful I had the forethought to put my ice cleats on my boots or I would have had to turn back right at the gate to the Hill. Even with the extra grip, I was still skidding all over the place. (Who needs to go out to the mountains for an ice walk experience when there are such excellent opportunities at home?). 😉
Yesterday was humid and cold and so the trees were all caked in frost, but as I walked I could feel the warm air currents slip down into the valleys, and the sunlight quickly burned off the ice. The aspen were so strongly scented they made me think of spring thaw. And that’s a very pleasant thought, indeed….
Frost…no frost….
Very green aspens in Whispering Woods
Thistles may be annoying, but boy, do they have winter interest!
Flowery Prose. 