By Beth Sullivan
Trying to think positive now.
Sometimes hard at the end of February.
If it had not been winter we would
not have walked into Paffard Woods and seen how beautiful the dark
waters of the brook appeared in the deep white snow.
We would not have seen the frozen
waterfalls at Fennerswoods.
At Perry Natural Area we may not
have noticed the patterns of the shadows on the snow.
At Hoffman Preserve we might not
have noticed the ice glistening in the tree tops.
At Knox Family Farm we might not
have seen how the lovely and soft grays of the sky and ice blended
together.
At Knox Preserve no one would have
taken skis out on the trails and noticed that the fox made tracks
along the wall and jumped over to its den.
Along the cove at Cottrell Preserve
the ice would not have created fantastic shapes over the rocks when
the tide went out.
At White Cedar
Swamp, the path would not have looked like it led to a fairy land.
The Snowy Owls would not have made
such a spectacular appearance this year, and taken up hunting at
Sandy Point.
Without winter we would not look
forward to the first Pussy-willow or Snow-drop with such eagerness
and gratefulness.
Photographs by Beth Sullivan.
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