Blanketed in white,
A quiet tunnel beckons,
The future calling.
Typically I would be riding this particular bit of trail but was on foot this visit, enjoying one of our rare snow falls this winter. The sheer beauty of this snowy path against the dark trees spoke to me. I have always loved the idea of the road or pathway unwinding in front of me, like an adventure laying itself at my feet. With each passing year, I seem to spend more time either worrying about the present or lamenting the past, rather than looking forward to the future. This picture reminds me to acknowledge the promise and potential that exists with each new day.

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