21 December 2008

Walk in the park

Just got back from a hike in the Flushing Township Nature Park, and my fingers are still warming up: it's -13 degrees with the wind chill. The snow is beautiful, undefiled except for the tracks of a few brave squirrels.

When my nose is frozen, it's hard to imagine I used to run those trails shirtless, sweat stinging my eyes.

On the way back on the trail east of the meadow, the snow was knee deep in places. And the wind picked it up and spun it around out in the open, like a dust devil. Feels good to be in the house now, with homemade bean soup on the way...

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