On Saturday, my first foray out on Lesley’s farm was straight down the path we cut with the snowmobiles and then I cut directly sideways into the wooded areas.
This is when I discovered that I was in about 3 – 4 feet of snow, this made my trek through the forest painful and slow. I popped out of my self made trail a hundred feet south of the cabin, just in time to watch my friends leap off the roof into snow-banks taller than myself.
If we’re all patient and lucky, we may even get to see an example of this on Thinsite.
This shot totally works for me. Can't say why, but it does. I think it has to do with the angle. I can really picture myself there.
i like these trees.. i told you that last night though.