Snow is perfect until it stops falling. It is a flawless sheet that envelopes everything. But once it stops, it becomes a record for all actions and in particular all the creatures that have walked on it. Some areas are busier than others. For instance, under the winterberry (Ilex verticillata) and beautyberry (Callicarpa) bushes, the avian equivalent of a busy train station appears with delicate little footprints trampling over each other. In other space, prints of a lone cat heads for and squeezes through a fence gate. The deep and singular prints of a deer are located next to those of a rabbit. And the faint outline of the neighborhood fox footprints leads off into the adjacent woods. And there are some tracks that are too faint to identify of some animal lurking about.
Tracks in the snow
