Yesterday, I needed to make a quick trip up to camp to drop off some supplies, gather other supplies, and check the maple sap buckets. The day was busy with several other commitments, so I had a small window of time to accomplish my errands. I considered waiting until the next day to go up the mountain but felt the trip should not be postponed.
Down in the valley, we have had many days of rain this winter. With the leaves fallen, we are surrounded by shades of brown. As we headed to higher elevations, we entered a winter wonderland. Every branch was outlined in white.
Partway down the trail, a large bird flew across the road and landed in a tree. Imagine our delight to discover the creature was an owl! I believe this is the first time I saw one in the wild. The owl looked at us and turned its head around several times before we drove on down the trail.
By the time we arrived at camp, the temperature had dropped from 32F to 29F. The air was crisp and cool. The pines were beautiful in their icy coating.
The sap coming out of the spile and in the maple buckets was frozen solid.
As we started back down the mountain, I was so thankful for the brief time to enjoy the beauty of God’s creation, to be refreshed in my soul. On the trail, we spotted the owl once again. This time when I got out to take a picture, the bird flew deeper into the forest displaying its beautiful wing feathers.
This morning, we were surprised when we looked out the window to see gigantic wet snowflakes falling. The ground was quickly made white. Later I read that there were several accidents on the route that we had taken yesterday and that the mountain was closed. Thank the Lord for His guidance!