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

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it truly felt like a fairy-tale day

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Glimpses of a Creek Walk

beneath the milky ice

runs cold water

rocks nestled down for winter

(which is nearly spring)

flowing

frozen

nature's art

nature's life

recent snow

offers glimpses never seen before

artful offerings

pink bark!

in the shadowy darkness...... light

platinum beauty

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wishing you peace

calm

beauty 

from the inside out

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