Wintry Forest

Sunset

The winter woods are clear, silent and icy.  A cold front is coming and the birds have sought shelter in pines and cavities, tucked away from the temperatures as night closes in.  At these times, I am always surprised to realize that the only sign of life is me; my clouded breath accompanies me on my walk.  Soon, it grows uncomfortably cold, and I retreat to tuck myself away inside once again.

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