The concert of falling snow still hasn't taken place.
Only some treetops were cleared of snow by the wind over the weekend.
Yesterday new snow fell and hoarfrost always seems to grow.
Lots of birds song though. On this beautiful day they are very active. My three Ravens keep me company on my ski. They talk and fly in wide circles around me. Like as in.... a maybe as big as a ten kilometre radius. So first i don't think much of it,as they disappear all the time, but as they keep coming back, i realize they are enjoying this magical ski, sunshine, blue skies and ice crystal in the air, with me. When at home they eat from my compost for a while.
The Gray Jays and Magpies are eating my compost all day. A woodpecker drumming in the distance. And some where on my tour i come upon a group of chickadees. Black-capped and Boreals together.
This one a Boreal Chickadee, hanging from the tree, looking for... hibernating insects, insect eggs, cocoons, i actually don't know.
I ski North on my already set trail, comming upon my beachtrail, i decide to turn west. Skiing over animal trails, so i don't sink in too deep. Following this ridge the terrain is flat, that is the nice thing about beaches. The glacial lake that had created it long gone.