Finding a tree
A snowy afternoon and the light in the canyon really was blue.
On our way into the woods, we surprised three deer.
We walked down the snowy road and found the tree on a small bench above the river. It was growing with a number of other small fir trees, overtaking a stand of ponderosa pines.
The dog watched with great interest.
Trudging back in the dropping temperatures of late afternoon, we watched the long black wings of a bald eagle rise up from the river through the trees, and head downstream before of us. A thermos of hot cocoa waited for us in the car.
We drove home watching the sliver of moon slide down the ridgeline, following the evening star to the southwest.
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