Snow glistens along this path on the mountain. I make
my way through, enjoying the beams of light that filter
gently through the branches. I inhale comforting
wisps of moisture that hang throughout the hills
and thickets. I pass beside many small lakes and brooks,
noticing the vibrant birds that swoop their way close
to the surfaces. Shiny lilies of the valley poke through
some patches of snow. Off in the distance, gleaming
green crystals blanket the base of the sleepy hills.