Finding their Own Path

After a fresh snow, the ground becomes a record keeper, in space and time. You can see where animals, and people, tend to group together, leaving their prints behind. A single line of footprints will grow into the path of least resistance as time goes on. These well-worn paths are the purview of those of us that are heavy and fall through the snow. People, deer, dogs, all follow in these paths defined for them to avoid the labor of starting a new path. But the smaller animals, like the rabbit that left these prints, get to stay on top of the snow, and define their own path. You can almost sense the jubilance in their meandering way, as compared to the direct nature of the human prints. What must it be like to stay on top, and not view a predefined way as the path you must follow? I'll keep that in mind the next time I find myself following along a path somebody else decided.

With the arrival of Spring, market season has begun! I will have a booth at the Flagstaff Mountain Town Market in the city hall parking lot, 9:00 - 1:00. I'd love it if you stopped by and said hi!