Portland's winter climate is cool and rainy. Lots of rainy. So, like most Portlanders, I cherish the snippets of snow that we get. This morning we woke up to a dusting of snow on the ground and it lightly snowed on and off all day. There was no accumulation, but watching snow fall is so mesmerizing, so meditative, that I was happy all the same.
Phoebe and I had a chance to go for a short hike. Well, to be completely honest, I needed to 'borrow' some soil for my class tomorrow, so we sort of had to go on a hike, but it was exactly what we both needed. There is something about wintery days that makes the whole world seem so quiet and muffled. We saw several other people on the trail, and heard and saw many birds, yet I still felt like we were in our own quiet bubble.
Spending an hour outside in the woods reminded me that it has been too long since I have done that; too long since I have reconnected with nature. I am glad to have had the chance and hope to be back soon.
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