It has been frigidly cold but very little snow….until this week when we got hit with our first Nor’easter of the winter! By afternoon the storm had slowed down – we put on our cross country skis and hit the trails. We were the first skiers out, breaking trail through the fluffy virgin snow.
There is a lot of excitement to thinking you are the first in the woods. The first explorer, laying new tracks. There was that breathtaking silence that is a hush in air like the trees are about to tell you a secret. It fills your ears. It is an aloneness and yet a connection to everything around you. It is how I feel every time I try something new in my fiber exploration…like I’m breaking trail and laying new tracks. And I am – for me it is virgin snow. The anticipation, excitement, trepidation, and caution that comes with starting a technique new to me, or trying an old technique a new way, are all part of the joy and the journey. It is what makes exploration fun. It is my moment of breaking trail. What’s yours?
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