These trees have been bent over for many years and weighed down by the snow every winter. I’m waiting for them to crash down on the telephone lines below.
Here is a path into and through the tall trees. It’s adventurous to walk in here.
Here is a narrow path leading out to the creek. The path is barely visible because of all the snow, yet it beckons us forward.
This bridge takes us over the creek if we desire to go there.