
We were at Mom-maws and got more snow than we'd had all winter. So we went out to play in it.

At first we had lots of fun, but one by one I lost them to the coldness of it all.

These two turned back, not far after beginning up the holler. I told them to stay together and I went in search of some snow magic.

It was beautiful

But NOT the the inspirational, awe inspiring trek I'd had in years past.

And finally I realized why. When the construction crews came and built the road they took the nature and moved it ten feet back on either side. After walking three quarters of mile I arrived at the old road, found that it enclosed me once again like a mother hen, and I was inspired by the crunch of snow and the feel of light and cold combining in one ethereal moment.