Walking in the local woods in Winter can be magical. Sometimes cold. But always magical.
These photographs were taken in our (then) local woods.
We always looked forward to the trill of crunching through the fresh snow, being the first to make our marks, and checking out the patterns on the trunks and branches that the winds had etched.
And after, the well-earned hot coffee or chocolate ☕ at the Visitors’ Centre, and perhaps a slice of cake or a macaroon. 🍪 Well, if you insist! 😉
Do you like walking in the snow? Is it the feel or texture of the snow under your feet? Or the rawness? Or maybe the solitude? Perhaps you do not like it all.
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