Stepping into a Fairy tale

I donned xc skis
and headed through the woods, meadows and hills 
the wilds around home

after an hour I arrived at a tangled forest along a creek
you know the kind of woods that you have to bend and twist to get through 

the limbs of trees and bushes
grab your hat and cloak each step of the way

along the waters edge
snow turned into geometry crystals

sacred geometry

it was layers and layers deep, perhaps a dozen layers 
of delicate yet strong sheets of these icy layers

a pile of flicker (woodpecker group) feathers were scattered on a log and snow
someone dinned in these shadowy woods

a lone wolf had passed the same path that morning

ice formations showed the beauty of branches in a unique way

upon return
I had the honor of holding a little junco until it felt well enough to fly away
after colliding with a window


it truly felt like a fairy-tale day



Glimpses of a Creek Walk

beneath the milky ice
runs cold water
rocks nestled down for winter
(which is nearly spring)

nature's art
nature's life

recent snow
offers glimpses never seen before

artful offerings

pink bark!

in the shadowy darkness...... light

platinum beauty
wishing you peace
from the inside out