84: Snowshoes might be nice

(After the snow storm.)

Today’s walk was hard work.  The snow is just about up to my knees in most places.  It’s at hip level where the drifts have formed.  Trudging through it is a good cardio and strength workout.

(Today’s view of the pond.)

I was thinking that I don’t really want (or need) anything for Christmas.  I’m trying to downsize my ownership of stuff.  But after today’s walk I’ve changed my mind.  A pair of snowshoes would be nice, especially since I am committed to getting outside every day this winter (and beyond).

(Snow in the cattails.)

M wants cross-country skis.  Those would come in handy, too.  I think, though, I’d feel better balanced with snowshoes.  I have not yet taken the camera with me when we cross-country ski because I fall at least once, something that is probably not good for the camera.

(Where the doves live.)

It took me about an hour to work my way around the pond and back into the woods.  Normally, when there is no snow, I could make it around in about 15-20 minutes at a brisk pace.

(In the future woodland.)

I saw lots of birds on today’s excursion into the great outdoors.  Mostly chickadees and cardinals.  There were animal tracks at the back of the pond.  Having no experience with tracks or tracking, I’m not sure what they were.  Birds have left their scratch-like tracks on the edges of the pond, probably looking for a drink.

(Another view of the creek.)

That’s about it from the Bogs for today.  I’m off to reward myself with a cup of hot chocolate.  If you hurry over, I’ll make a mug of cocoa for you, too.