Walking season is starting. If the temp is above freezing and the dew point below 62, I usually take Olive for a walk at Durand Eastman on Saturday mornings. This Saturday there were clear blue skies, hardly a breeze, and temps just under 40, so we were off to enjoy.
Thanks to the strong, steady winds of the past few weeks there were lots of twigs scattered about and few loose leaves left to cover the trail. The trees were stark, and bushes and vines were bare. Only the bones were left. I got the sense that winter stripped and cleared everything in preparation for the new energy of the year.