Moody March

After 2 glorious days of sun and warmth the weather turned gray and damp. I headed out in the drizzle, camera and umbrella in hand. I didn’t realize how soft the snow had become. With each step on the trail my rubber boot sank deeper than it’s full height! I’m sure I looked like I was marching as I trekked along.Returning; in the foreground you can see my deep tracks. I caught the edge of my umbrella in the top left. My vehicle awaits in the distance.

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