Yes those are my etchings on ice and oh what a delightfully blissful ninety minutes of etching it was! There was no one but me, the sweeper and then the flooder. After two passes on one section of The Ice Trail, I noticed the designs my blades made in the ice. I see the beginnings of hearts, of many hearts!
It took work to get out the door this morning. I was still feeling fulfilled from yesterday's hike. As soon as I got my skates on, I was thankful I did not give in to the temptation to stay home. The ice was nice, the sun came out, the birds were chirping and a coyote even darted past me then crossed the ice in front of me.
When I got back home, I once again left my skates by the front door!
Absolutely brilliant morning!
ReplyDeleteIt certainly was and hoping for more opportunities like this!
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