The road to camp, pristine and without a single footprint. Wow, a rare sight
There were animal tracks on the road by my house. This was the best, rarest: a pine marten. The space between pawprints is too long for a weasel, not far enough for a fisher, so pine marten it is.
My tracks, going home, with a happy squirrel along side.
Little snow hats on my monarda stalks. Look so cute.
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