Drab reigns in the winter’s pale…

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My boots fitted with yaktrax worked wonders!

As most of you know, we have been having quite the chilly, snowy winter in the Northeast and March came in like a white lion. I am not complaining, I am fortunate that I can “work” at home. Right now I am off contract and keeping busy with writing, reading, hiking, art, auditions, and classes, nothing where I have to be at work at 8am every day. So when it snows, I can stay home and bake, or sing and play ukulele. I am fortunate. But I miss hiking so I recently pulled out the yaktrax that I got for Christmas and hit the trails. Yes, it’s cold, and yes, it’s worth it. I even found a message written in the snow just for me….IMG_0520There are still a few deciduous trees with brown leaves and I wonder why the leaves still cling to branches, frozen in place perhaps, like my own life at times? When in doubt, hang on…IMG_0505The Burbank Trail is not one of my favorites but it is easily accessible, only about 5 minutes out of Lenox. It meanders up to some pretty overlooks and along a creek, which is frozen now. IMG_0519I was nervous after reading the warning signs at the beginning of the path,“HUNTING IS PERMITTED…HUNTERS BE ALERT FOR ALL OTHER USERS OF THE PROPERTY…”IMG_0527I was not wearing bright clothing. As I set out I had dire thoughts of being pierced by some hunters arrow and was as skittish as a deer, shying at every sound and at a few of the people I met unexpectedly. Once a low hanging branch caught on my hood from behind and I squealed and jumped a foot and then laughed out loud at my ridiculous fears. From then on I decided to brave the hunters boldly and make my crunchy way forward come what may.  IMG_0517Last year when I did this walk I fell at least 3 times, but I am happy to report that this time, with my amazing yaktrax, I stayed on my feet the whole way. IMG_0521My focus turns to interesting bark, trunk growths and tree patterns this time of year since the winter colors are drab and less enticing to my eyes and camera lens.  I saw interesting moss patterns and a big knot that looked like an eye, that I might otherwise miss in the verdant spring or distracting fall.

The frozen Berkshires...

The frozen Berkshires…

But I must admit, it is not as lovely to me and I am happier hiking when it is warmer and I don’t have to take my glove off every time I want to snap a picture. I miss the bird song and color. I await and sing with Autolycus in The Winter’s Tale

When daffodils begin to peer, 
With heigh, the doxy over the dale, 
Why, then comes in the sweet o’ the year;
For the red blood reigns in the winter’s pale.
I am ready for the “sweet o’ the year” and hope the sun is shining and nudging it’s way toward spring in your part of the world. 
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