“Every winter I look forward to…” the crisp cool air filling my every breath. It is my time to connect with the outdoors, in travel or in hikes. I walk deep into the forest whether at my home or while I travel. I learn from these cool mornings and appreciate the noon sun. There still remains the animals which I may startle or those who startle me, we recognize each other and go on about our walk. There with trees no longer holding onto their leaves, a view which at other times may be invisible and there lies the adventure for I see what the summer walker might not. The sounds of song birds are quiet and the churps of barking squirrels are real, enjoyable are the winter songs, just different from another time of the year, and with that backdrops the trickling sound of a stream adds the rhythm.