First Winter Walk

Ok, so that might have been a decent walk for Sparkles, given the size of her little legs, but for me, not so much. Fortunately I already had planned to go on a walk with a friend. It would have been easy to cancel. The wind was up, it had started to rain, and in general the day looked very ominous. But that’s how adventures are made – so out we went.

Suddenly the gray day was one of beauty once we were outside taking a walk in one of the great parks  along the Huron River.

The water was high, the park was nearly deserted, and the air was brisk and fresh.  The sun made an appearance midway through the walk. As we walked we heard what sounded like a little bird, but there was no bird. It seemed one of the trees was communicating with us. Toward the end of the walk we had little hailstones/sleet balls bouncing off our heads. And my hands had even warmed up by then.

Here are some photos.

Huron River

First ice

Sun breaking thru

lighting up the moss

invitation

trees