The meek and mild temperatures gave way to a northern
breath that whispered through the night...
Footprints of deer, tiptoe through the landscape and birds huddle silently
A walk through the woods, footsteps in fresh snow,
This landscape is rare to us and I take it in, knowing that
For now, it's the beauty I see, the transformation from
dull, grey, rain and clouds
to this wondrous white world,