They have been waiting in the back room for the cold snap to pass and for us to get out on a family adventure. Bright red metal and the black of our winter boots, baby smiling in the backpack, sun sparkling on the snow in the back fields, tromping past the pond and into the forest finding tracks of deer and snowshoe hare, making a good loop trail that I can take on my own with the baby and arriving back home with the sun low, turning the barns and houses into silhouettes against the winter sky.
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