Willy and I contemplate our snow choked river, 9 Dec 2009
I composed this Canto some time in 2010, recently rediscovered it and prepared it for the web as a way to take a break
from myBirds, myBugs and hopefully myFlora. It is again winter, but not
an el Niño which here means more moisture. Personally, now as I approach my own oblivion I do not mind the lack
of deep snow though this year we have had more than the last two winters combined which is not much at all. Life here in the
southwest has evolved to cope with periodic drought, and I am quite happy to fit in. But having been born and raised in
snowy Wisc. and tramping skiing through the deep snows of Calif. mountains I am some times nostalgic for said snow but not
enough to go looking for the real stuff. So come join Willy and me in a little tramp through a virtual and moderate el Niño Winter
. . . and our last Winter Walk
