So – once again I snowshoed up White Queen (10th time this season?) and, as usual, I took a million photos, probably of the exact same views and trees I have taken before.

But the light is always different and the recent snowfall made it complete magic.

A faint skin track was good until the two-thirds mark – from there on I was on my own, breaking trail through pristine whiteness. And I loved it!

In summation – a beautiful day.

Today I noticed how, when I am out by myself in beauty like this, I think of absolutely nothing except the beauty – and perhaps of taking photos of the beauty. Everything else disappears.

I am incredibly lucky to be able to enter that state of mindlessness (not mindfulness).

Tomorrow – a house showing!

Feeling good about this.