There’s a prairie one mile from my house. I call it my Vacation Land. It’s rich in all things prairie, which means rattle snakes much of the year. It was such a joy to get off the path donning my snow shoes and trek through bits and pieces of this wonderland without fear of rattlers.
I savored seeing this familiar space from new vantage points. It’s amazing how the world opens up when fear gets conquered.
Snow>rattle snakes!