Beneath the hill where the Red Wolf Howls….
There is a line of trees where Squirrel Folk dwell….
On a snowy day we can clearly see the paths they have traveled and track their every move amongst the trees….
Although we never catch them….
We are always up for the chase….
Which is good fodder for the artist’s little book of days.
And quite the excuse to nap a bit on the warm, radiant floor in the kitchen.
What do you love about snowy days?