What season is it? I had a difficult time deciding when I woke to the sound of rain pounding against the windows on Sunday morning.

The temperature kept dropping and the raindrops began forming icicles on the leaves that were still clinging to my neighbor's willow tree. Not long after that huge fluffy snowflakes began to fall. They kept falling through the day and overnight. On Monday morning I woke to a blanket of white. Snow day!!

A blanket of white makes me incredibly happy. Yes, I know that I am in the minority for loving winter but it's my favorite time of year. The snowshoes were ready and so was I. It was going to be the first snowshoe outing of the season and it turned out to be a beauty.

The landscape was postcard perfect. Each little crook on the tree and shrub branches held a layer of snowflakes. The forest was silent except for the crunch of snow under my feet. 

I was the first on the trail that morning which meant breaking trail in about 6 inches of fresh snow. I just wanted to take it all in; the beauty, the fresh air and the silence. It was a great workout and I felt like a million bucks when I got home.

A return trip to the trail is on the agenda for tomorrow. Here's hoping for another amazing trail adventure.