Of all the tracks in the snow this winter, I have been the most fascinated by the ones that look like angel wings. Every so often in the newly fallen snow, I’ve found soft little wing-like brush marks. Are they from birds dancing? Showing off for a potential mate? Or just stretching in the sun? Whatever the reason, they leave the softest little flutter marks to be enjoyed by us. I’m not positive, but I think these have been left by the Cardinals.
Or maybe they were just making snow angels that no one, including my husband Steve, can resist making in fresh, fluffy snow.