6:15 a.m. I gaze outside to see footprints in the newly fallen snow. The prints puzzle me – No, they are not the cat’s. They look like…
My eyes move to the left and I notice a solemn rabbit nibbling on a bush buried in snow. Nibble. Alert. Nibble. Alert.
Moments of silence pass as I enjoy the scene below. I smile as my mind connects to a book, Footprints in the Snow. Hello my unexpected acquaintance.
I always feel worried for these little mammals in the winter. Then I remember they are far more able to handle the winter than I am. I enjoyed your peaceful moment.
Love to discover footprints in the snow! Usually they are only bird tracks, although that may be a good thing. I’ll be checking around windows for tracks when the sun comes up.
I loved the way you captured the bunny’s movement – what an unexpected way to begin a dreary day!
love it MH! Hope you had a cozy rest of the day!
A favorite of mine too, and your words are simple and clear, creating a sight and sound, and lack of sound image just like the book.
Thank you for reminding me to take a closer look at the winter world around me. I am more inclined to have a keen eye in the warmer seasons.
What a fun connection. I always love looking at foot prints in fresh snow, but even more, I love listening to it crunch under my feet with the sun making it sparkle.