It's getting pretty snowy in these here parts. On New Year's eve day (I think that was Monday!) I took the dogs back to the woodlot for a walk.
Before very long, I went ahead of them with my snowshoes to break a trail.
The woodlot was full of beautiful, pristine snow.
I just love it when it's like this back there. I swear the snow makes the trees look taller! Like my raccoon hat? Yes, I am nearly 49. I refuse to grow up.
Sophie looooves snow and runs around like a madwoman. Hard to believe she's 10. She hasn't slowed down one iota.
And she loves to give me ear-kisses!
Yes, there are snowshoes in there somewhere!
It's not just the dogs that use my snowshoe trail. When I go back after making one, I noticed all sorts of prints in the snow: deer, snowshoe hare, turkey, fox, coyote. The deer particularly seem to appreciate my trails, though.
Tristan the arthritic one made it all the way back to the woodlot, but he decided he needed a little lie-down before we headed back.
He just plods along and gets the job done!
We've actually gotten another couple of inches of snow since Monday, if you can imagine! Sophie and I are very happy. :)