I hadn’t been outside with my camera in a long time. I debated where I should hike, thinking about many alternatives. In the end, I just took a nice winter walk along country roads.
Even here, there are choices.
I opted for plowed, yet freshly dusted with sparkly powder.
At the bottom of that hill is a marshy beaver pond. The dogs were braver than the people when it came to exploring:
I think a muskrat must have crossed the dam here at my feet…
Today I was intrigued by shadows in the snow… I could have taken hundreds more like these:
Sometimes a “hike” doesn’t have to be a hike at all… It can just be a stroll down country roads…