Looking out over Highway 24 and Crystola (Lost Creek Wilderness on the far horizon), and the brilliant green lichen waking on the rock in the foreground in one of the first signs of spring.
There is a wondrous trail that has been blocked off but now has a new way to access it. Much of it gets more sun exposure throughout the winter and so is less icy and crusty and often fairly clear (save for the inch of powder that fell last night).
It is one of the joys of life to get to re-experience the gifts of things once known and loved in a new time and a new way. That was the soul of this morning's run -- six miles through the snow on a lovely highland trail.