The Edge of the Valley

Quiet, except for the slap of the skis on the trails and the puncture of the poles in the snow  as skiers glide along the valley below me.


Lines of tree branches stretch, standing out from the grey in the distance.



I look up the stairs, and plod upwards , stopping every now and again to take in the view and catch my breath.


It was a dull, overcast day, but mild enough for a leisurely walk along the valley. I enjoyed it very much, though couldn’t capture an image of the chickadees that stopped to inspect me. Maybe next time.


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