It hasn’t been the best winter for outdoor hiking this year. So icy so snowy, and I’m a wuss when it comes to being cold. But I’ll venture out enough to take snapshots around my home, especially when the snow is newly fallen, and leaves the world so bright and noiseless.
Most of the time, it’s early morning, before the snow has been disturbed by city life. I tromp around in my pajamas, boots and hat trying to capture the gorgeous vistas of Western Pennsylvania. Sometimes I succeed, but sometimes the pictures don’t do justice to the silent winter scenery.
I’m a Texas girl–I love my sunshine, heat and humidity, but snow never fails to impress me. I’ve been here 8 years now, and seeing the world covered in white has not gotten old or any less wondrous. Maybe it will, but I hope not.
I couldn’t believe my luck. On my day off, the weather decided to warm up to the mid 60s. What did I decide to do, go hiking! I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to get outside in the sunshine in the middle of winter. Winter is tough season for me. I thrive in the outdoors and HATE being cold, so you can imagine how I feel being cooped up indoors for months and trying to stay warm. It’s also not good for my waistline–too much sitting, too much eating!
I was smart this time–I wore appropriate footwear–calf length water proof boots. They were a little too warm for the weather, but my feet and legs stayed dry as I sloshed through the mud, melted snow, streams, and left over ice all along the trail.
It had been so long since I hiked miles, up hills, down hills, that my calves are sore today. It’s awesome!