I've been looking up at grey skies and blue skies and fluffy cloud skies. The weather has changed drastically the past week. I've captured the movement and yet I was drawn to what I saw while looking down. I'm recovering at a steady pace, thankfully. Although not as rapidly as I would like. I find myself longing for a walk with my dog and husband all around the neighborhood. But I can't. So I did the next best thing, I walked the property. Being ever so mindful of each step I took. Chanting to myself that I was on steady ground and that is why I was looking down.
I am thankful that moss stays green all year long. The tufts are reminders of vibrant greens we will see in less than two months. Because my land is wooded I have moss and lichen everywhere I look.
The last photo is my favorite. It is a deer print, perfectly defined and freshly made. We have about five to seven deer that love to meander through the back yard. There's evidence that they also like to lie down and rest, especially in the woods. We haven't seen them this past week but the print is proof that they are still here being friendly neighbors.
I've adjusted to the quiet rhythm my home takes when the kids are gone. I've inhaled and exhaled the lovely cold winter air embracing my winter, which you know I love.
Have a lovely relaxing weekend!