Winter Wonderland

These images were taken on Mount Seymour in January 2006. We spent the afternoon snowshoeing trough a magical forest.

Snow Flakes

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

I counted till they danced so
Their slippers leaped the town,
And then I took a pencil
To note the rebels down.
And then they grew so jolly
I did resign the prig,
And ten of my once stately toes
Are marshalled for a jig!

 

Snowshoeing through a white wonderland can be one a most rewarding experience on a winter day. Nature looks like straight out of a fairy tale. All is calm. The only sound is that of snowshoes treading through the paths. Breathing the fresh, crisp air. A healthy activity for body and soul.