By Ora with photos by Sophia;
It was the day before the pancake brunch. We all needed a break from the micro-economy work. Andy's occupation group headed out for a little relaxing hike.
We strapped on our snowshoes and put on our mittens to head outside. I stepped and squinted my eyes because of the sun shining brightly. The rest of the group came out with squinted eyes. We took steps on the snow, not sinking. It was amazing that you wouldn't sink into the deep snow. It was because of the great invention of snowshoes.
Our group walked and walked, staring at all of the frost imagining what it would be like with still frost covered on you. We kept walking till we reached the bird blind. We filled the feeders, but since we had snowshoes on, we did not go into the bird blind. Instead we stood silently. It was the first time the birds trusted us. All we did was stand there and the birds came. They flew everywhere, eating, sitting, looking, listening, chirping. It was like a dream, as if we weren't there. That moment was a moment that I have dreamed for, and there it happened. It was amazing. That feel of connection to nature was unspeakable.
That moment was a dream. As one of my friends has said; Don't just dream your dream live your dream.
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| Hoarfrost on the prickly ash. |
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| Filling the feeders |
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| watching the birds. Still as a statue. |
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| The chickadees come in first. |
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| Downy Woodpecker |
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| Patience pays off. The Cardinal came at the end. |
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