I do not think we have ever walked the trails in this sanctuary in the deep of winter before. This day, we found ourselves in West Edmonton and it was just a short jog out to Highway 60 that runs from Acheson to Devon and right by the sanctuary turn off road. The parking lot was mobbed, but we managed to grab a spot just as a car was leaving. After attaching our ice cleats to our hikers, we were off. The hike was marvelous in this light at this time of year.
Can’t See the Forest for the Trees
On a warm winter day with nary a breeze,
not a care in the world, feeling quite at ease,
we set off to hike with no fear of deep freeze.
Rounding each pathway corner, fine views did please,
red squirrels chattering, popping out to tease
and faint birdsong rang out from small chickadees.
Wistfully wishing we had strapped on our skis,
before walking out in snow up to our knees.
Sometimes you can’t see the forest for the trees.
Leaving your mark
Strange snow/ice formations. I call the last one tsunami.
Snow covered meadows
The forest and the pathways.
The trees. In this case, white or paper birch.