

After a good snowfall, Rebel Girl and her little guy get up early and follow the tracks the animals have left behind. It's a bit of detective work that finds them crawling under trees and bushes and trailing the river as they trace their steps and try to identify them.


And now, a poem:
Winter Trees
by William Carlos Williams
All the complicated details
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!
A liquid moon
moves gently among
the long branches.
Thus having prepared their buds
against a sure winter
the wise trees
stand sleeping in the cold.

(Above, the Santa Ana River.)
2 comments:
Thanks for these spectacular photographs!
i want to live in the canyon.
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