The weather was lovely this morning with temps hovering around 20, perfect woods-walking weather. I roused my dog Sandy from her sleeping bag and headed out back towards the woods to try to shake some of this cabin fever that seems to have grabbed hold of me. Sandy decided to head down a well-worn game trail, and feeling ready for a change in scenery, I followed.
The snow just off-trail is really deep, well above my knees in some places. I tried to warn Sandy, but being a bulldog and all stubborn and everything, she ignored my warning.
After freeing herself (with a little help) and regaining her composure, we continued on. We ended up going quite far, following different game trails until we were off our property and back in the state land. I found the wet areas from which the cacaphony of frog choruses erupt each summer, a few high bush cranberry shrubs, and several deer "nests" where they had been bedding down under a giant pine.
We wandered for a few hours, me stopping often to snap photos of lichens, Sandy whining at me to get moving. It was a lovely wandering sort of day, and just what I needed.
For those of you that aren't able to get out and wander today, here are a few photos from the woods, just for you.
I found this particular lichen very inspiring.
I can't remember what these little things are called, but they look like deflated cranberries growing on the dead trees.
Near the end of our trip I stopped to look at some holes in a downed tree and noticed some teeeeeny fungus. Can you see it?
By this time Sandy smelled home and was done with my lichen and mushroom foolishness. The roof of our house was visible through the trees so she left me behind and headed to the warmth of her blanket.
I wasn't quite ready to head back yet so I lingered a while, enjoying the quiet. I was happy to be lost in thought, looking at lichen, and walking winding trails. I felt like I could have walked all day. Do you ever feel like that?
Happy Saturday, everyone.