The woods are waiting.
Sunlight through branches, glistening on each snow crystal.
Branch by branch, needle by needle.
We move to keep warm.
Clenching our toes in and out, in and out.
Our mouths making clouds of smoke.
Breathing in winter.
First, we went to our base camp to see what it looked like covered in a big blanket of snow. The jumpy horse tree still worked:
We talked about the different kinds of tracks we could see in these woods. Some animals are waddlers, some are walkers, and some are bounders. We saw lots of bounder tracks - squirrels and bunnies hopping from tree to tree. We saw tracks that looked like walker tracks - maybe a fox or a coyote.
What's this one? A deer? Someone thought it might be a caribou.