Winter walk in the woods.

"A year ago I don't think you could have convinced me to do this..." Andrew admitted as we walked. I had talked him into going for a walk with me through one of Cleveland's Metroparks on New Year's Eve. The day's temperature was reaching it's height at around 30 degrees. I hadn't been feeling particularly well for several days and bundling up and breathing in the brisk air was exactly what I needed. Winter walks are one of my most favorite things. I remember, when I was in college, how calming it was to walk home from classes with the snow falling and the city slowing it's pace and becoming quieter. I remember it being really wonderful and I miss that. 

I stopped to make a tiny snowman on top of a fence post.