Walking to the bus stop......

I have to admit, walking to the bus stop in the winter has become one of my favoured routines.  It forces us to get all dressed up and outside, notice the sun streaming through the trees, discovering what animals have been out and about overnight, and listening to whatever birds we can hear flitting from tree to tree.  Cam and Keane often walk with us, and the kids like to get there about 10 minutes early so they have time to play - sliding down hills, climbing to the top of rocks, finding icy patches to play on and making snow angels.  Clayton is a friend who also catches the bus with us, and it's always a very social time.  And then, since I'm up and outside anyways, I usually take the time to go for a 20-30 minute walk amongst the trees and the silence - noticing just how beautiful it all is and how lucky we are to be living out here.  Deep breath out to start my day each day........