These were taken on a very mild day in December. Were it not for the bitter cold I sometimes think winter would be my favorite season. I know that is a crazy thing to say in January, right as we enter the heart of winter. Nevertheless, I feel that there is such an intimacy to winter. I love how winter paths remember for a time the creatures who venture down them. I love it that I could walk along the trail of a deer or follow a rabbit if I wanted. And I love it that the path remembers me for a time. Well, that is just one of many reasons why I love winter.