Snow Is In The Wind

Snow is in the wind, I feel anticipation grow, not today, not tomorrow, but in three days to the mountains I will go, and when I get there, in that first moment when I first see flakes swirling in the air, a shiver of relief will move through me, from head to toe, that’s why I go, and to wander alone in the wonder, a child of the wild, following the call, loving it all.