Sunday, January 22, 2012
The Woods After Snow-Day 1
Clipping on my skis, I headed to the woods.
Upon entering, I noticed the silence. The only sound was the horn of a faraway train. Had all the woodland creatures huddled under the blanket of snow?
A swoosh overhead told me that I wasn't alone. Two red-tailed hawks were hunting.
For the snow creates a great hunting ground. A mouse, a squirrel, a rabbit is easy to spot in the black and white stillness after snow.
This sign, though, must have been difficult for the birds to see.