There is something about winter. Despite the cold, lack of light and onset of SAD, I love being in the forest in the snow. The snow acts as a sound sponge so it makes the forest quieter than usual. As you walk through the trees, ankle deep in the white stuff we were told we would not see ever again as the Earth boils, you come across amazing things like…
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