nature’s best on a trail with a bridge

Crossing a bridge

by myself

no one to greet me at the end

feels like I enter another part of the country

a brave adventurer

who crossed a bridge

in the deep of winter

What is on the other side?

Fern Trail @Duck Mountain Provincial Park

The only times I have ever crossed bridges is when I am hiking and on a specific hiking trail.

This was a trail we hiked last February in Saskatchewan. It was so fresh, white, earthy and I breathed in as much of that air as I could.

It is a good thing.

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