It has been snowing all day, and these magpies perched on the top of the tallest tree beside the stream.
Count ‘em–six!–and one flew away.
I’ve noticed that when men look at a landscape, they want to climb to the highest point. They don’t want to walk along a stream; they want to be at the top of the mountain. Women are content to hike through a valley, but men want a different vantage point. Them and the magpies in the storm.
I was trying to get a decent shot of the stream when I realized I was on top of new ice.
It’s my dog’s job to rescue me if I get in trouble in the wilderness. But she’s an old dog now, and is lying around in the snow.
People with old dogs shouldn’t walk on thin ice.
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