Brisk

As you can see, there is no snow on the ground.
The air is brisk, but unusually mild for this time of year.
My daughter Jamie, Jack and I were out enjoying the blue skies and fresh air this afternoon.

Down the trail that runs along the creek.

Around the pond.

A beautiful feather caught in a branch.

Don't you hate it when your boots pull your socks off?

Go for a walk. It'll make you feel good.

See you soon.

Karen