I donned my xc skis and headed out through the forest to the big back meadow.
Though it is above freezing the snow did not stick to my skis and it was nice to glide around.
Returning home I remembered I needed to collect sticks to start tomorrows fire.
As I did so, the birds followed me for seeds and they make wee chirping sounds to let me know they are there and to feed them.
But then there was another sound…. Maybe more high pitched, after the 3rd time I felt a need to figure it out.
Look at who I saw, a curious little ermine! A sweet way to start a new year.