The Darkness is profound.
The Light still shines.
There is no evidence to indicate it will get better,
But only hope
That the light will shine brightly
And life will emerge from the twilight zone of black being white, and white being black.
Blue and Gold on White
The mode of entry into this real world is simple: skis on snow.
There are past trails covered by the recent 6” and then 2” snow falls of moisture laden snow.
One covered trail heads straight to the light going down.
There are others that have circled around looking for fish beneath the ice.
Nice
But one rolls the dice
Whether it will be tomorrow enough
Nice ice.