We got dumped on by the snow here in the East on Saturday afternoon. It didn’t stop for about 6 hours leaving about a foot of snow.
This morning, I was due to meet JP at Hatfield, but we considered the journey’s on untreated roads to be not worth the effort; so we abandoned the trip.
My hopeful excursion to the local wood to see some tracks proved pretty fruitless. I realised there is a fine line between good snowy tracks and some tracks that are just too difficult to discern. The reason for this was that the snow happened to be extremely powdery. It might have been too deep for all but the hardiest animals to venture out.
I went to the local badger set only to see tracks going from one entrance to another and not venturing out at all. That in itself is quite interesting behaviour.
A fox track meandered in and out of the hedgerow.
Even the rabbits seemed to be reticent to forage far from home.
Of course the benefit of the snow is the beautiful layer of gleaming white that has descended. All sound seems to be muffled. The woods, at last, are quiet in their winter contemplation.
Thanks for the visit.
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