Melting Shadows

 It is Spring. You can feel it, if you pause in a sunbeam.



You can see it, dripping from the eaves at the tip of icicles.  You can see it in the snowman, gradually shrinking but still defiant...

You can hear it, as the birds change their tunes, as the deer fill the woods with their tracks.



It is March.  Perfect weather to get out on the ski trails, or Hidden Valley downhill skiing, or snowmobiling the beautifully kept trails.  Perfect weather to snowshoe into the woods where the shadows lie long and blue under the evergreens, or to simply walk, listening to the woods.

March is when everthing starts to move again. You should too!