It is with gratefulness I'm hiking today, for my friends and family, my health and well, the sun today. I am not alone on this hike. What I used to think as inelegant mule deer are starting to look more graceful, though they will never equal the white tail deer we knew from Ontario. The deep snow with a couple of hard crusts is hard on them and easier for the yipping coyotes. I've found blood and fur in the last week.
There it is, reflecting nicely on white snow, making the trees look green, not gray.
There one is, just ahead of me at the top of the knoll, keeping a close eye on me, making sure I don't get too close.