This year I took up snowshoeing. It was an exhilarating departure from the paved walking/biking trails of the lower canyon that I usually walk during the winter months.
There is a sort of supreme silence to winter that isn't matched in any other season. The hush and stillness seems to require calm reflection and welcomes meditation, even as the crunch of each footfall punctuates the slow journey.
The visual simplicity of winter is also profound. The uncluttered theme of grey and white could never be more beautifully arrayed as it is in nature.
Listen to "in winter's spell" HERE.
