We do not what we ought;
What we ought not, we do;
And lean upon the thought
That chance will bring us through;
But our own acts, for good or ill, are mightier powers.
Well I do know I am not the only one who is growing weary of this seemingly winter of no end, just when Mother Nature finally gave a tease of a whole day of spring weather with its warm breezes caressing my bare arms and Crocs and socks on my feet she quickly yanked it away and giggled. This made me realize that I had to get out there and enjoy the snow before it was completely gone; I always try to listen to Mother Nature's lessons but now I have to admit I am finding it a little more difficult, I have no idea what she's thinking.
The snow was not perfect for snowshoeing it stuck to my snowshoes making it very difficult and requiring my pulling out every ounce of energy I had after foolishly scoffing down a breakfast of one very sweet delicious Red Velvet Cupcake smothered with rich creamy icing and a crunchy heavenly Oh Henry chocolate bar with a tall mug of steaming hot coffee. My mouth was still watering at the thought of that. I did know that was truly my sign that it had been too long a winter when I find myself wallowing in bad comfort food for breakfast before heading out in the mornings and knowing better, but I still do it. I knew I had to get out there and find my groove again so that is what I did.
With my energy now spent after wandering aimlessly through the trees for about two hours I stood at the bottom of the ridge and wondered if I had the strength to get to the top and stretch out on my Century Old Maple tree branch that still lies resting on my rock so that I could rest. I looked up to the branch hanging over my head and had my answer.
Apparently I am not the only one who finds this winter exhausting. With a nut clamped tightly in his mouth a Red Squirrel lay stretched out and dreaming on a branch after no doubt foraging for hours and trying to remember where he had stuffed all the food he had stashed in the fall to get himself and his family through this winter, the fall that seems so very long ago by now. I shuffled my snowshoes and without even dropping that nut clamped tightly in his mouth he sat up and stared at me.
While standing staring at each other for a minute or two, him no doubt trying to remember where he was heading before he dropped off to sleep and my wondering if I could possibly make it to the top of the ridge and take a little nap stretched out on my very own branch, he finally turned and bolted to run in the other direction, probably in the wrong direction. I pulled out that last ounce of my almost spent energy and headed up that ridge.
With my legs burning and an uncontrollable thirst I bent over and scooped up a handful of snow and shoved it into my mouth. It melted slowly as I put one foot in front of the other heading up that steep incline while crossing over the tracks of the many animals who had already made this strenuous trip earlier in the morning then finally made it to my branch. I climbed up and stretched out and closed my eyes and dreamed of the other sweet delicious Red Velvet Cupcake smothered with rich creamy icing sitting on my kitchen counter just waiting for me to make the effort to find it and dreamed about a little Red Squirrel enjoying his nut somewhere unknown.
My dream was interrupted by a scampering sound above my head, I opened my eyes quickly. Standing staring with a nut in his mouth was another Red Squirrel who had been watching me sleep. Could it be the same one, I guess I will never really know. I climbed down off of my branch and knew I would make my way back to my stash as he scampered off into the bushes no doubt searching for his.