a snowfall away


We weren't expecting it, but we found snow Saturday.  For the third year in a row we drove up to a camp in the mountains to hike, fish, take pictures, and to bask in the silence and beauty of the wild.  A magical dusting of snow was starting to fall just as we got there.  The sun peeked through once, ever so briefly, and then it began to snow again.  In this place we always feel alone, away, and I love that feeling.  Just us, the trees, and the wild things that scurry through the underbrush or swim in the lake. 
by mlekoshi