One of the attractions of fresh snow is the way it covers up. All the footprints of the previous weeks are no more and we can make a fresh start. If only we could do that in our lives. Every false move, every mistake gone as if it never happened. Such are the musings of midwinter.
But practical thoughts should not be abandoned. Up on the moor when the flurries turn into faster and regular snowfall it's time to think about how to get back.
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