One of my favorite things about walking in winter, is following tracks.
You can see who's been before you and what they've investigated.
And the creek is frozen.
Walking on the creek gives you a totally different perspective.
"Come on, Mom!", Bo seems to be saying as I test the ice.
This fallen tree looks like a dragon in the ice.
We even saw this guy snooping around the ice.
You never know what you might find.
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