When you walk through a storm keep your head up high, and don’t be afraid of the wolves…

I thought of those lyrics this morning, at dawn, when I decided (Lord only knows why) to set out for a hike in Owen Woods. The drama of it is lost now, since I not only made it back without incident, but then, in my exhausted and caked-in-snow condition, proceeded to dig my house out – a task that I already bragged about in the post below (but let me repeat it here for emphasis: TWO AND A HALF HOURS OF SHOVELING!).

Sometimes I wonder why we all don’t just wait ‘til spring. I mean, the stuff does eventually melt.

Only a few photos from the morning hike. It was too cold and too blizzardy to keep taking the camera out.