I love going for walks in the winter and seeing all the different types of animal tracks through the snow. That’s not something you really see during the summer time, a hint of the habits of the elusive outdoor creatures. When I see trails like this it brings up so many questions within my imagination. Where were they going? What were they doing?
It was a beautiful morning, complete with an eerie fog draped like a blanket over the fields. The sun found it hard to compete with the chilly morning air and all the world was white.