Snowshoeing: My Forgotten Love

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It took a late March snow storm to bring us together again.

The freedom to roam is exhilarating.

A surprise with every footstep, like the turkey scrape on the snow.

Here’s a better look.

Beauty everywhere.

Simple and pure, as the driven snow.

Until tomorrow, God willing.