It's been a few weeks since I've been on the trails. I was down for the count with laryngitis; no voice and what felt like a 20lb weight on my chest. I'm still not 100% but I had to get out and enjoy the day because the only walking I had been doing was from the couch to the bed and back again. Being at home, I did manage to see a beautiful bald eagle fly over my back yard. It skimmed the tree tops. I could see it holding something that it caught for breakfast. I also saw a couple dozen trumpeter swans fly over. Their graceful flight was not taking them south; but west to the lake across the road from my home. Maybe the snow that fell here when I was in Fernie was winter; come and gone.
I stuck close to home. I hadn't been to the Biodiversity trail since before Halloween so that was my destination.
A grouse greeted me at the trail head. Numerous moose and deer tracks were embedded in the mud. The beavers toppled a tree that on a bench and across the trail. The muskrats and ducks were swimming in the ponds.
I made my way to my favorite spot in the forest; a bench that sits beneath the towering spruce. The sun shone between the branches, casting long shadows on the trail. A gentle breeze fluttered the spider webs in the spruce boughs. As they moved, the sunlight reflected off them and made them shimmer.
The once colorful leafy carpet is now brown. The only color along the trail can be found on the mossy logs that lay strewn on the forest floor.
The ponds were serene. The breeze created tiny ripples on the surface. Sparkles appeared on the water as the sun reflected off the splashes created by the surfacing pond bugs.
The birds sang and the squirrels chattered. It was a beautiful day to be outside. I wish I could have explored more trails but it wasn't meant to be.
I did spend some time in the backyard, watching the antics at the bird feeder. The chickadees and blue jays were busy enjoying the feast that I set out for them. They were making my cat's head spin. I thought he was going to get whiplash as he watched all the birds in flight.
The days are getting shorter and I find myself leaving for work in the dark and coming home in the dark. The occasions that I can get to the trails are limited to the weekend. I'll be posting on Fridays only through the remainder of fall/winter. Join me again next Friday! Until then...Happy Trails to you.
A grouse greeted me at the trail head. Numerous moose and deer tracks were embedded in the mud. The beavers toppled a tree that on a bench and across the trail. The muskrats and ducks were swimming in the ponds.
I made my way to my favorite spot in the forest; a bench that sits beneath the towering spruce. The sun shone between the branches, casting long shadows on the trail. A gentle breeze fluttered the spider webs in the spruce boughs. As they moved, the sunlight reflected off them and made them shimmer.
The once colorful leafy carpet is now brown. The only color along the trail can be found on the mossy logs that lay strewn on the forest floor.
The ponds were serene. The breeze created tiny ripples on the surface. Sparkles appeared on the water as the sun reflected off the splashes created by the surfacing pond bugs.
The birds sang and the squirrels chattered. It was a beautiful day to be outside. I wish I could have explored more trails but it wasn't meant to be.
I did spend some time in the backyard, watching the antics at the bird feeder. The chickadees and blue jays were busy enjoying the feast that I set out for them. They were making my cat's head spin. I thought he was going to get whiplash as he watched all the birds in flight.
The days are getting shorter and I find myself leaving for work in the dark and coming home in the dark. The occasions that I can get to the trails are limited to the weekend. I'll be posting on Fridays only through the remainder of fall/winter. Join me again next Friday! Until then...Happy Trails to you.
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