Winter In Linas Bugarach
My place in the winter sometimes has snow and this year there has been more than normal. It has been magical running through the pristine snow and taking in the breath-taking sites of snow laden trees and the sun coming up bright red against the purity of the white. The silence that comes with a snowy landscape. Now it begins to melt and we turn our attention to the clearing of the land of an excess of brambles and Hawthorne here in preparation for the making of a place where
