Making tracks (January '09)

Dogs running free

Three year old holding my hand

We wander the wood lot

Between home and the pond

Paths worn in the snow

Migrations from one feeding spot to another

Turkey, Deer, Rabbit and a myriad of dog prints

Young eyes marvel as he follows every track

Tiring before he gets to the end

Then it strikes him

We make tracks too!

Oh the delight at the sight of his own path

Leading from house to pond

Our journey ends at a frozen patch

Impromptu ice skating

Dogs slip sliding

Little boy on his backside

Pastel skies in the west

A bright star ushering in the night

The exploration has come to an end

A warm fire and cocoa await

But wait!

One more slip slide

One last snow angel

Before we make tracks back home